Like a crown on a string
The vision of my life starts moving
You just can’t get there, have those things
If you spread yourself constantly out thin
You must climb high
And above all stay for pie
Don’t settle for crumbs or jump out of sight
Keep your eyes on a line, focused and tight
A maple in a garden
Growing along bells takes the burden
Away from you, me and the city -heaven
But where’s your kingdom, your map of Eden?
You must dream it
You are the creator of the suite
The magic in you is all you need to see fit
Stand up tall, focus on your goal - you are it!