Caught in the High

What else can you do than want to fly

climbing the tree

wanting to feel free?

But you cannot escape

what's hidden in the landscape

Underneath the grass

without much mass

the roots are there

holding you up into the air

Do not take them for granted

They will not want to be transplanted

Without the roots, you'd fall down

and look just like a fucking clown

The crash is harder than the climb

You get crushed into nothing but a dime

if you're lucky enough to keep your common sense

if not you'll just be placed within the fence

with no hope of making amends

with your old friends