Grow Into It

Of all the times
That you tried
To remind yourself
Of what you can't find
It has died
And inside this old room
There it lies
Winded sighs
Through the stench of the morning
Your dreams let their last breath
Slip away

And cordial as it seems
These old rules are awaking
The richest of fools
And the wisest of paupers
So wash not the stains
Of their blood from your coffers
And live like a free man
Till your last day

Know where you stand
Know where you fell
These back up plans
Will tie you down deeper
To the suffering soles
On the shoes of the sleeper
Your story now told
With words wont to stain

Take heed then of heroes
Who call you to action
In boxes of industry
Gilded and light
Their ropes on your back
Will drain all your might
While they tell all young children
"Go outside and play

The adults are all speaking
Go outside now and play!"