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Song lyrics, anthems, and the other pieces that live alongside the Ecosystem — gathered in one place, copy-paste ready.

This Year's Gonna Be Different

Anthem · first day of school

Played on the Ecosystem homepage — the words as they're sung.

This year's gonna be different, different from before. We'll build and dream and wonder, we'll open every door. We'll make things, we'll try things, we'll ask a thousand "Whys?" This year's gonna be different… we're learning how to fly! Pack your backpack, tie your shoes, we've got big adventures waiting for you. Bring your questions, bring your smile, bring the dreams you've had awhile. You don't have to know it all, big ideas can start out small. Every voice has something new… and this year starts with you! Look around, what do you see? A place for you, a place for me. Love to draw or love to read? Love to dance or plant a seed? Want to build or write a song? Here, you know you can belong. Maybe science lights your spark, maybe stars or sharks or art. Whatever makes your heart beat fast… let's start there at last! Sometimes we'll get stuck… that's okay! Sometimes we'll fall down… that's okay! We'll take a breath, we'll try again, we'll help each other, friend to friend. This year's gonna be different! Watch what we can do! We'll build a kinder future, starting here with you. We'll make things that matter, we'll share them with the world. This year's gonna be different… every dream unfurled! What's alive inside of you? Let's find out… together. 🌱

The Cup

Spoken word · founder's voice

The piece behind the Ecosystem's central image — you can't pour from an empty cup.

Let me let you in on a secret— no one will ever truly know you. Ever. You are a multi dimensionally saturated being full of peace and beauty and joy and violence and anger and hurt and sadness. You are anointed but disappointed. You've been tested and now you have manifested a self-destructive lack of sympathy toward your own blessed soul. It seems you lost control of the narrative. But I'm here to call you back to yourself. Do not waste your life. You wanna know what's up? You can't pour from an empty cup. On some days, words burn like apologies, like prayers, like songs, like psalms, like alms, like love, like love, like love. I hear you keep saying you wish someone would love you. You want the truth? You have got to love you. No one is going to do it for you, better than you. But can you handle the truth?

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