Lost In Oz

Somewhere over the rainbow,
in a Technicolor world
of witches and wizards,
little people and fraidy-cat lions,
it's easy to get lost,
and the slippers just aren't your size.
Like a scarecrow without a brain,
you take a journey only in your head.
The yellow brick road is a dead end street.
Each step you take along gilded paths
all come full circle in the end,
bringing you no place but home.