Dorothy at Forty

Dorothy, I know you've had amazing dreams We can't go chasing down each golden street Each and every rainbow, each passion, each unattainable goal We're not in dreamland anymore Dorothy, it seems you'll never understand This here land is everything we have Every sweat-stained collar, every dollar, Every bent and bloodied spur We're not the kids that we once were We can't be the adults we want to be Dreams are all you have, dreams have held you back Dreamers never live, only dream of it Dream cars, dream houses, dream jobs, dream spouses Dreams of tornadoes, cities of emerald And I know we swore we'd make more of ourselves But this plot is literally our lot in life. American dreams pollute our cities Our piece of the pie can't fill our bellies (More!) More square inches (More!) Picket fences (More!) Clothes on the line (More!) Naps at noontime More of our fair share More of our birthright More of what we're owed More... Paid vacation (More!) Entertainment (More!) Compensation (More!) Gratuitous gratification Dorothy, wake up, Dorothy, wake up Dorothy, wake up, it's time for work