The Borders
If I could fly I would not leave the ground
Though I may speak I do not make a sound
I do not take the chance and give a fight
Right here I stand and never shall take flight
Though doors open my life is one straight line
The barriers of mind are what confine
My world stays open holding out for me
If only my eyes would open to see
Love lost, and chances I did never take
Prosperity is all that was at stake
To all of you, know comfort is a fiend
Since we all lie together in the end.
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