Orson³
#WeTryToThinkAboutTheFloor
(Verse 1)
In a tall glass tower where the city meets the sky,
There's a man named Orson, with a gleam in his eye.
He clocks in each morning, to his office he goes,
But little does he know.
(Chorus)
Orson's got a secret, a room unseen by all,
In his mind, vivid, others call it small.
He'll convince the boss, yes, he'll make him see,
In that imaginary room, his productivity is free.
(Verse 2)
He sits at his desk, amidst the mundane routine,
Dreaming of a place where his ideas can gleam.
With papers piled high and deadlines looming near,
Orson dreams of a space where creativity can steer.
(Bridge)
He sketches the blueprint, in his mind it's clear,
With every stroke of genius, the room draws near.
He'll pitch it to the boss, with passion in his voice,
And hope that they'll believe in his visionary choice.
(Verse 3)
With courage in his heart, Orson makes his stand,
Presenting his idea with unwavering hand.
To his surprise, the boss can see it too,
Together they'll make Orson's dream come true.
(Chorus 2)
Orson's got a secret, a room unseen by all,
In his mind, vivid, though others call it small.
Now the boss believes, they'll make it a reality,
In that room, they'll unleash creativity.
(Verse 4)
Now Orson's found his haven, where inspiration flows,
In that once hidden room, his potential truly shows.
With every idea sparked and every project begun,
Orson's imagination shines bright as the sun.
(Outro)
So here's to Orson, the dreamer with a plan,
Turning imagination into reality, hand in hand.
In that office building high above the ground,
Orson's imaginary room becomes the place where brilliance is found.
Kevin MacLeod owns this song.
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