Taking the stairs up to the superiors
Taking the stairs
Hoping it steers my future
Man’s had enough of the bottom
For one life time
Up the stairs the skylight is clearly visible
Up the stairs,
Man can finally take that breath of freedom
But getting up there is nearly impossible
Many have tripped on this journey
Others were propelled back to the bottom
The enemy is your closet friend
So I take this path without companions;
Following my holy compass
And trusting my gut
For once bitten twice shy
But once beaten,
You’ll no longer want to cry
A few more steps to the holy grail
Here comes the battered steak
Oiled with sweat
To the final destination of peace:Utopia
