I am thinking with my soul
I was thinking with my head
How could I explain to others
How I got to where I'm at,
I was spinning round in circles
Tires spinning in the mud
Coming up with lame excuses
Like I didn't know enough.
But I'm thinking with my soul
And I took my own advice
No I ain't afraid of nothing
Except living with no life,
So I'm back up on my feet
In the saddle once again
Kicked the spurs of my intention
With invention from a pen,
And I'll carve a little life
From the thicket that I'm in
I'm on course and on my way
With my back against the wind.
I fell asleep and dreamed... that I awoke.
Like a dream, but I'm awake
There's a river that I listen to
Deep, far down beneath
Sometimes rushing
Sometimes trickling
Deep, way down below me
Always steady as it flows,
And this river that I listen to
I follow where it goes.
In this dream, while I'm awake
Every person is a symbol
And they represent themselves
All the wrong turns have a sign post
As I navigate the trails,
If I'm lost, then I will know,
As it will tell me where to go
For the water current's moving
Ever closer as I sail
Towards a truth.