Plateau Song - Colossal

Six years on a treadmill

This plateau we’re on

Compels no incline, decline

Would cover half of nevada

Six years since the starting line

Starting gun jammed, dead misfire

Professional limbo resident

I recite our mantra

Daily affirmation

Affirmation of routine

Words retread

Only audacity ends this plateau

First times now old times

Habitual gestures bind

Progress burned in effigy

Pledge allegiance to the customary

Holding pattern of status quo

At the base camp we both

Know what bold words this climb would need