What is money to a man
When he has no real plan

Tires still spinning
As we swiftly approach
A mess of metal
A mess of traffic

Pulled to the side
Then to find
The man and his dog
Safely alive

She swung the door up
The truck on its side
The man came out
Panicked like hed died

I then hopped inside
Grabbed the dog
Up and outside
Glad they both

Still alive

So sure
That my footing is right
Up one rung
To fall down a ton

The ladders much taller
Than id ever thought
And infinitely weaker
Up near the top

Down on the ground
In a pile of wood
In the place
Where the ladder once stood

Time now
To gather some nails
To rebuild the ladder
I thought would hold

The clouds are calling
I can feel their words
I look to them
And look back down

The time to rebuild
Is now

I need your eyes
Help me see

I need your ears
Let me hear

I see in you
Not one fear

Lend me your mouth
I don't speak often

Lend me your skin
Mine so void of comfort

Tug my strings
Help me move

Just don't let go
Ill fall tangled

Ill wait on the cold hard ground
Hoping a new puppeteer come around

And there ill wait
And ill wait, wait

Too much time shall pass
Too much string with too much slack

One day i may open my eyes
Without another willing it so

But Ill close them once again
Sleep awhile, have some dreams

Dreams of freedom
And of places far

Nowhere near
This cold hard floor

When i awake
My eyes will open

Ill feel something
Something new

My legs theyll work
Without a string

I could move
I could squirm

Tightening the web of tangled string
Constricting me to this awful place

And so again
My eyes will shut

Forever bound
To this awful rut

Ill dream again
Of things bazaar

And places
Way too far

"The dream is a better place to stay
There i can move, i can play!"

In my dream
To myself i would say

But every dream has its end
And i have to come to life again

So my eyes would open
My legs would move

Knowing not
What i should do

But i could feel my hands
And move them too

With them i feel the string
And the prison its been

Id tug so hard
As others would do

Hoping it would help me move
Away from this place, somewhere new

And once i would tug too hard
The string from me had broke

I knew then what power i hold
And had an idea bold

Id gather my strength
And gather the strings

One by one
Pulling them from me

Eventually i could stand
And finally

I was free

Adventure and all its joy
Experienced by girl and boy
Replaced with an electronic toy
I have one too i wont be coy

These things are ok but as a tool
No replacement for interaction at school
Or any excuse to act like a fool
But ive done all the bad things too

What we need is a new place to go
Some new acts to this long boring show
Im done with what they want us to know
I can hear the truth in the wind as it blow

Why dont we go to the very best place
I speak of the infinitely vast outer space
It leave such a curious look on my face
Or perhaps im just your typical nutcase

As fast as one runs from death
As fast as a car drives
As fast as a bullet flies
As fast as the earth does move
My racing mind just as fast too

Ive wandered far
Down different paths
Till my legs got tired
Till my feet hurt

It took so much time
To feel the concrete
And how unforgiving
It is on my body

It took so much time
But now i know
The grass is
where my feet belong

I blaze my own trail
I hold my own
Freedom is worth all
That leaves me skin and bone

Life is not yet what i dream
But i know thats where i go
Towards the life i want to know
In hopes to see others on trails their own