Crystal Stare

Fly on, little boy
Up the crystal stares
Of the jealous crowd.
Soft arms of wisdom
Always there, under hope’s tight rope.
Fight on, my boy,
Riding on the wings of dreams,
Fight on.
Falling is merely free flying.
Just keep climbing,
Climbing fighting flying,
Just keep climbing
Those crystal stares.
Believe in the darkness but follow the light.
Darkness is none but the dreaming
Of the sleeping light.
Climb on.
Fumbling feet know truth,
Truth only mistakes can give.
Each trip and stumble,
Fly on, dear boy.
Fly on.