The Golden Ladder

Lyrics

March through mud to find the golden ladder that belongs to you It was such a nice description but not quite true Feel your weight touching your hands against your face Someday you might stumble into a strange embrace Heed the words of heroes and doctors who spread their germs Tell me if your famous handshake is still as firm And after you're through stepping over the shadows of people who you became Hopefully your favorite color is still the same Stroke your chin, structure and posture are caving in But scientists will soon find a way to clone your twin and the march can begin anew If you want it to In line to find the golden ladder that belongs to you and no one else but