Nay they say, who exactly is they?
Who’s in your head, where do they lay?
Lay your head on a bale of inspirational hay.
They haven’t found your way,
your path shall not sway,
they’re lost and are doubtful of your way.
Let them say nay,
they’ve chewed a bit of doubtful hay,
they’re not pulling your horse-drawn carriage anyway!