The First Time I Saw The Ground
Oh, just about every kid back then knew you were never supposed to climb the tower, but every kid also knew that rules were for when grown-ups were around. I and some pals, we made it our mission to get to the very top.
‘course, I really wish we hadn’t nowadays, but with the recklessness of youth, eh, what can ya do.
It must have been a few days we were gone, climbing rung after rung, getting lost in the intermeshing steel beams. The world under us faded away to a distant circle, and then a tiny dot, before disappearing altogether. And yet every layer we passed was smaller than the last. We could tell it was building to a point.
It was when they started getting wider again that we were really worried. Our rations were just about half out at that point and we couldn’t see nothin’ but sky in any direction. There was a bit of a scuffle over whether to keep going up, but none of us wanted to say we quit halfway through.
So, on we went, up and up and up.
Must have been another day before we saw somethin’. Shining, dull, vast, it took up the sky in every direction. Bigger than our world ever was. We took a look with a telescope, we’d have to climb double the distance we already had to reach that place.
Me ‘n’ the gals, we decided to call it quits then and there. There wasn’t nothing to brag about when we got back, so we mostly kept to ourselves.
Anyway, all I really mean to say is that I see y’all eyein’ the tower, and I wanna warn you, don’t even try it. It gets mighty hard to sleep at night knowin’ you’re just hangin onto the ceiling.
Oh, that sounds like yer mom callin’ y’all best run off now.