What is a man who holds his hand, when it’s time to play his cards
For a man who lives without a plan is nay a man a’tall
And in the life of a goalless man, you’ll never get too far  
When said a man can stand no more, he totters then he falls

Upon the tallest ladder is where you can find me
Rungs in both hands and under toe!
But when you’re on this ladder do you see your hands, or do you see your feet?
To see me you ought not look down below

For I atop this ladder stand, I made it here, I followed my plan
You’re close to the top, don’t give up, don’t stop
Look up in the sky, I’m waiting for you to take my hand
Lest loose your fear, it’s the promise land, we’ve made it to the top

This new world is yours- have fun, stay young;
But when you close your eyes don’t forget where it begun,
Cuz’ when you were on this ladder you swore you’d never forget a rung
You started as nobody and now you are someone