these corridors have gotten so dusty
seems like an eternity since last visited these halls
youth is such a funny thing
reflecting on how it seemed like i could do anything
and yet i felt crushed by the weight of the world
well coming up on a quarter century of life
and yup still feel like i can do anything
starting to dust off some of those fantasies
i do carry the weight of a world
my sons future weighs heavy on me
the steps i take carry so much more weight
yet i refuse to let caution hold me back
i will strive for the stars themselves
wanna show him how to fly
literally cause i do wanna learn how to pilot a plane
so many dreams and goals they're almost as infinite as the stars
