Dust

For a shot at the big time Take a moment to share All the thoughts that you're holding In the mid of the air On the trail of an idea Knowing not what to find Tied to nothing but time, we'll Leave the trouble behind All chances are taken 'Til the last day seen has its time Glass ceilings are breaking Be the first to the other side Aside For an ounce of real treasure Look no further than up Endless unfettered pleasure In a bottomless cup Had to head for a weekend Just to clear out the dust Of a waywardly old friend Far too clever to trust Now don't be mistaken There are no ways to lead astray Each path that is taken Brings the same on the final day Away, away