LONG ROAD
Nate Boots

Hide and seek—where’d you go?
When I find you I’m’n’a never let you go
I’m the king of a castle—be my queen
Jack jumped a candlestick but can’t compete with me
Yellow brick paves our path
Skip to My Lou, my love, this highway’s built to last
Ready, set, one-two-three go . . .

It’s a long, long road back home
It’s a long, long road
It’s a long, long road alone
It’s a long, long road

O, ever after, what shall we do?
We seek serenity, but happiness eludes
Resentment sets in, disquietude
But for the princesses and princes in our brood
How cold the wind on dark nights blows
I speak with chambermaids, and you consort with crows
Little Boy Blue packs up his horn . . .

Some stories end with twists of fate
Some stories end, and critics say: That’s second rate
Some come full circle, some end in tears
Some simply vanish when the pages disappear
O understand, O recognize
A bird’s most love and mystical in flight
I’ve said my piece, then—I’ve cleared my throat

It’s a long, long road . . .

All the king’s horses
All the king’s men
Can’t put thing back
Together again
All the king’s castles
All the king’s gold
Just stone and metal
No place like home