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

Till 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