Collapse is a part Of nothing that can go away But must be kept until completed Unless the load weighs low And hundreds fail to fill it Its job a waste, a crime To steal unwanted time For sure is the sacrifice Of unimportant, unbargained-for success Unmatched in its revered way of haste Which sharpens the axe of superiority Progress is what drives Forces us beyond our will To learn, to teach To try and leave our faults behind Denial of our fears Takes us home to rest With strength we pass the test And move up The ladder of trial and error The ladder of trial and error The ladder of trial and error The ladder of trial and error...