The moment had come to depart the land To brave the sea and journey sands Of endless wild terrain By smoke and blaze he did sustain the camps The vagabonds perused the trail And built a home of fine detail Half a century went by 'fore we could taste the sweet delight A myriad of excuses begin to clog the mind As he finally stands upright And even still he has to pause and gaze outside Before leaving the vacant cage That could not nearly cultivate The magnitude of what lay dormant Now his lids begin to raise
Down the rabbit hole to a wall of photographs Echoing times passed I knew it from the first drop-kick I felt in the courtyard Of the town we grew up in Every glint within the bastions of my perception Could have told you what I felt in hardly a fortnight I wish that you would rise Your chariot is waiting right outside
How many moons had gone by Till he had opened his eyes The city lights saw the sky The names had changed by and by Forgotten had been long found And lost again without sound The woodland island did remain arcane to all of those around How effortlessly it seems The petals fall by the stream The stallions pick up their speed And race beyond his own dreams Across purple majesties And through the kingdoms of green The view he takes in from the heights is more than he could have foreseen
Somewhere down the line He meets a child of four or five And she inquires of him "Tell me what it's all about" He just looks at her and smiles "Though it's taken me quite a while It's better to be outside looking in Than to be inside looking out"