The Globe

When I was small

Two feet tall

I thought that the world

Was a map on the wall

And that globe of a ball

We′d spin and explore

But that world showed no door to me

I grew more

In feet and in lore

I learned to read 'bout the globe

In through the windows of my eyes

I sang the blues and greens

I touched on things one only sings

When they've found the key

And still the world in all my awe

Showed no door to me

Not wholly old

I've paved some road

I'm taller than I'll ever be

I've learned things I cannot sing

I spin relentlessly

I plugged out of self in doubt

In soul misplaced the key

And lo and behold

That cruel old globe

Went showed its door to me