Have you ever longed for simple foolishness?
for a happiness in little things
looked for fleeting pleasures
that sweep away like sand
without worrying about how it ends?

one confident step onto a trampoline
just one jump into the sky
you know you won’t go far
just get a little high

but having never blindly wandered
never giddily ran
my feet feel stuck in 12 inch mud

I’ve always been hedged in by poisons
when I wasn’t walled in by fears

Today I find nothing but solid gold to reach for
as tired as I am of that old, cold stone
only lasting, strenuous mining appears
to bend to my fingers
I’m left bored and annoyed
in this prosperous land