Shortcuts to the left of him, and shortcuts to her right,
shortcuts tend to illuminate, the darkest of your nights.
Shortcuts lead the way to all the things you always sought
shortcuts answer all the prayers that pioneers first bought.
There are shortcuts in your present, in your future sure as rain,
shortcuts are the sunshine that dissolve that wrenching pain.
Knowing that you've done your best,
with shortcuts at your full behest,
all the shortcuts you invest
the rest of all you've yet to gain.

Shortcuts are the mantra, the zeitgest of the day,
shortcuts have transparent wings, to heights along with way.
Now let us reach for shortcuts, may we rank so high for night,
unto the moment shortcuts fail, when the sun won't rise in the sky

Shortcuts may be wandering, to find a better way,
in the motions of those notions that produce a bit more hay.
You may not like them, every one, but shortcuts sure beat walking home,
when all the rains bring mudded trails,
it's shortcuts that fill the holes in your pails.
Reach for your shortcuts when the weather gets rough,
for shortcuts have a way of making sure you have enough.

So let's get past the shortcuts, unto why we use them so.
it's all to leave a better place, 'fore it's your turn to hit the road.
Leave us with your shortcuts, all the wisdom that you've earned,
by forgetting to use your shortcuts, all those times that you got burned

Yes, let's get past the shortcuts, and what they've meant to you,
can we leave a brighter time behind, within that shortcut view.
Is there anything we touch or do, is there anything about me or you,
that says we should use shortcuts each day,
in hope of creating
a better way.