One and a two and a three and a four
Nobody sits with his face to the door
Takes all your fantasies, comes back for more
Wills all his energy into the floor
Building a palace of dreams is a chore
Laying foundations must happen before
Anyone raises the roof
Five and a six and a seven and eight
Nobody thinks that a calendar date
Forces completion of anyone’s fate
Even a castle indwelt by the great
Is dwarfed by the mountain of truth
Nine and a ten and eleven and twelve
Blueprints and books and old theories to shelve
Now is the moment to dig and to delve
Now is the moment of proof