Oz

Let's walk along the yellow brick road
in a world full of gnome kings, dreams,
and lost ruby slippers.
I'm as brave as the lion,
as smart as the scarecrow,
as loving as the tin man,
as white as the Wicked Witch.
But all those things you know about me...
and you walk with me still
along the yellow brick road,
in my ruby slippers,
to the Emerald City.
Please realize, though, I don't need you.
I'm not nearly as helpless as Dorothy.
You are the Munchkins, the Ozians,
all unnecessary accessories.
You are the wizard; useless.
I won't fall for your words,
promises and false lines.
I won't fall for it.
Because, after all, it is Oz
and we all wake up sometime.