I want

That is where I belong

That is where I long to be

That is where my heart belongs

That is where my longing heart awaits

Far away

Under piles of unwashed clothes and half-read books

Beside unused rooms and hardly insulated walls

In a house tucked away by a snowy cul-de-sac

On a street too remote to be home

Located in a city just right and so wrong

Lives a shabby little drawer

And in that shabby little drawer

Exists the whole world

Hidden from sight

Out of mind

Just awaiting the day

It'll be found

and everything will burst out

Bringing every possibility

To life again

Just waiting

Just hoping

That maybe

Someday

It will be opened

and every other lock

that stood in the way

will break to pieces

and every door will swing

leading to a whole new place

The place where you want to go

The place you've known all your life

But never knew how to open every lock

I want to go

I want to be there

I want everything this world has to offer

I want to find a way to reach into the stars

and pluck my own suns

so I'll never fall victim to the night

and live forever in glorious day

Knowing that tomorrow is not your enemy

It's an old friend

who just wants the best for you.

I want to be there.

I want that.