"We're all born into this river without knowing how to swim And eventually we learn how to keep this water under our chin Some times this river is so cold to be in Freezing my soul, solidifying my skin Regardless of how far I see, I never see my travels end Were carried by the current, being driven by the wind The scenery we pass, we'll never see again So we store it up as memories and don't let go of them We're under a spell thinking the river should go straight He said, "Those in desire to control our own fate" But all the pain we experience as a result of our expectations Because it's the rivers nature to twist and turn The shit can burn And I know it I have the same conflict But I try to sit and flow with this rivers natural process And sometimes when I watch myself float downstream I see the beauty of it all, and it feels like a dream And at that time I appreciate the rivers course Some part of God, reality, momentum, force I stare up at the naked moon, and she stares down at me I'll cite false boundaries for all my powers to see The universe is not something separate from yourself I know you feel alone, but that's why I'm here to help I know you feel alone, but just look up at the stars And everything that is out there is what you really are"
Heel mooi hoe je hier weer het 'meegaan' gevoel maakt met je compositie en het gebruik van dat spoor! De donkere sfeer is perfect voor het licht en de lucht.