Ladder by: TAS

Hammer and nails; wood and glue

A young boy's pride and daddy too

Rickety stairs leading the way

A platform spread in disarray

When ask what he's doing

He hollers down in reply

He dreams of flying

And touching the sky

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He's straining for the heavens

Wanting to hold them in his hand

Dreaming of forever

Knowing it will end

Going up a ladder

Taking it rung by rung

Eyes on where he's going

Living takes so long

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Hammer and nails to paper and pen

So many years from his dreams back then

All grown up with diploma in hand

Setting his sights and making his plan

He's going to make it

From where he stands on the ground

Going to climb to the top and have a look around

Gonna be someone and make papa proud

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He's straining for the heavens

Wanting to hold them in his hand

Dreaming of forever

Knowing it will end

Going up a ladder

Taking it rung by rung

Eyes on where he's going

Living for a dawn

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Graying hair and plastic teeth

Looking pale beneath the sheets

Many years have passed him by

Yet only did his time spent fly

All those years of sleeping dreams

Slowing down now, losing steam

One thing left he has to try

The little boy still wants to fly

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Just a little longer now

The doctors turn away

His consciousness left unattended

He spreads his wings and flies away