Water 탭

Call me a fool but I can justify my motive
One day so thoughtfully I watched the tides a-rolling
Our aspirations as to life ran fast before me
Envisage our kind as though they were rivers overflowing

Conceived of the rainfall so we toil to seek direction
Nurtures the ripplings that will guide a life's duration
Thus as the flow endures the rapids try to daunt us
Don't be dismayed by those who mock their own reflections

When your tides of progression are damned or misgiven
Hence led far astray from your own vocation
And the voice in your head is of foreign desiring

And your eyes bear the blindfold, dirty waters engulfing
We cast our eyes where all shall realize
To oceans wide go rivers overflowing

When usual flow of your intent is low in motion
The rains of hope shall yield the waters of your notions

And in these treasured moments you emerge to the surface
From the depths of the deepest to the cheers of the cherished
And the banks as they widen to mould the horizon
So your eyes shed the blindfold as your knowing is broadened