Wandering the Yellow Brick Road,
Toto gallops at my side
The glittering Emerald City
Only a small spec on the horizon
But there is no rush, we will be there soon
Danger certainly doesn't lurk on our path
But what’s that?
A gray cloud rolling in
Over my grand escape
Surely this is the fault of the Wicked Witch
She is the cause of all trouble
In a happily untainted world
But what’s happening now?
The scarecrow?
Confused, lost
The tinman?
Cold, unloving
And the lion?
Timid, coy
But where is the wizard?
He should be arriving any moment now
He will surely help us find our way
But where is Glinda?
She knows reality will release its clutch
She will give us comfort
My fairy tale world cannot crumble
Even in the distant memory of childhood
I hope I haven’t somehow lost
My ruby red slippers along the way
Jan 16, 2013
Jan 16, 2013 at 6:29 PM UTC
Wandering the Yellow Brick Road,
Toto gallops at my side
The glittering Emerald City
Only a small spec on the horizon
But there is no rush, we will be there soon
Danger certainly doesn't lurk on our path
But what’s that?
A gray cloud rolling in
Over my grand escape
Surely this is the fault of the Wicked Witch
She is the cause of all trouble
In a happily untainted world
But what’s happening now?
The scarecrow?
Confused, lost
The tinman?
Cold, unloving
And the lion?
Timid, coy
But where is the wizard?
He should be arriving any moment now
He will surely help us find our way
But where is Glinda?
She knows reality will release its clutch
She will give us comfort
My fairy tale world cannot crumble
Even in the distant memory of childhood
I hope I haven’t somehow lost
My ruby red slippers along the way
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