a gnarly day
wicked weather
hungry souls

the lark
cleared his throat
to sing
the ducks
clapped their wings
upon the pond

pondering the road
which way
which way
the scarecrow pointed

while the tin man
found his heart
in a field of gold

roar with fortitude
roar with strength
in each
and every step
you take
it is your path
your craving
the fearsome woods
don’t require
you to stay

i am not dorothy
nor are you
but
we have red shoes

we wear
our red shoes
when we’re on fire
we wear
our red shoes
to claim our desires
we wear our
red shoes
and laugh
at the day

we wear

our red shoes
when we party
all night
we wear our
red shoes

this is no fantasy
this is no dream
it’s our reality
and
we scream
in ecstasy

is there
a meaning
to this song
only if you
are singing along