Crossing To the Other Side

Take a trip to what's unknown to something foreign to only you for you are born in meagre beginnings all your life poor and basic is your cue Your prospects never rise from norm no possibilities of crossing your road you're helpless and hopeless is your cause despairing of finding your elusive code You've always wanted a rise in stature to be a professor or doctor of the mind from studying in great city university so to position so great to acclaim Remember things are not meant to be sometimes it doesn't work out as planned maybe our lowly station is our lot to be content there we're to stand This is a road you'd love to travel crossing over to the other side but like some others not will be in his status he will hide for he knows nowhere else to abide