as represented by the song below, and very well said, indeed!

everyone tells me to know my place
but that ain’t the way i play
so why am i daring to show my face
well, i’ve got something to say …

move over sun, and give me some skies
i’ve got me some wings i’m eager to try
i may be unknown
but wait till i’ve flown

you’re gonna hear from me

make me some room, you people out there
on top of the world,
i’ll meet you, i swear
i’m staking my claim, remember my name

you’re gonna hear from me

fortune smiled, on the road before me
and i’m a fortune’s child
now listen, world
you can’t ignore me

toss me the moon, ’cause i’ve gotta shine
i’m climbing a cloud, and call it mine
you’ll pardon my haste, i’ve no time to waste
that’s how it’s gonna be, you’ll see

’cause you’re gonna hear from me

i’ve got a song that longs to be played
raise up my flag, begin my parade
my comet’s on fire, i’ve got to go higher
watch the world over, start coming up, clover!
that’s how it’s gonna be, you’ll see …

yes!

you’re gonna hear from me!

– and that ends singapore’s rare 24-hour continuous rain. no parties to celebrate, no jovial greetings to send one away. for i’ll be back. –

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