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The Ladder Video (MV)




Performed By: Parker Johnson
Language: English
Length: 4:10
Written by: Parker Johnson
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Parker Johnson - The Ladder Lyrics
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Beyond your rules, beyond your sleep
I know a place your mind longs to be
Ain't no way of showing you, baby
There's only a knowing now, baby
Which comes when you finally let go
Spare me your lectures
I've read your books
They're filled with conjecture
Of countless crooks
Who all claim to know
The food for your soul
But I'm here to tell you
About the field that I've been to
Where your children run free
And your mind longs to be
Right where it is for the first time
Wake up! Wake Up!
Don't eat their cooking
It's loaded with fat
Which keeps you looking
At an endless horizon
And a pot filled with gold
When all along there was bread in your bowl
Sitting at your feet growing stale and cold
Waiting for you to harvest your soul
Wake Up! Wake Up!
Don't climb that ladder
It leads to a wall which doesn't matter
It came with the bill of goods you bought
While buying into the life you thought you sought
Only to find that life's daily grind
Has sent you towards a finish line
Which you know in your core is contrived
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English

Beyond your rules, beyond your sleep
I know a place your mind longs to be
Ain't no way of showing you, baby
There's only a knowing now, baby
Which comes when you finally let go
Spare me your lectures
I've read your books
They're filled with conjecture
Of countless crooks
Who all claim to know
The food for your soul
But I'm here to tell you
About the field that I've been to
Where your children run free
And your mind longs to be
Right where it is for the first time
Wake up! Wake Up!
Don't eat their cooking
It's loaded with fat
Which keeps you looking
At an endless horizon
And a pot filled with gold
When all along there was bread in your bowl
Sitting at your feet growing stale and cold
Waiting for you to harvest your soul
Wake Up! Wake Up!
Don't climb that ladder
It leads to a wall which doesn't matter
It came with the bill of goods you bought
While buying into the life you thought you sought
Only to find that life's daily grind
Has sent you towards a finish line
Which you know in your core is contrived
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Writer: Parker Johnson
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