To the rock, the river lies still. To the leaf, it is a tempest.
Upon this liquid road I totter
As I drift across the water
Pondering the way to go
Currents pulling at me to and fro
Shall I follow my heart and change my way?
Shall I follow my mind and keep to the sway?
Shall I follow my friends as they drift by?
Shall I follow my father until I die?
I swirl and dance between the rocks
Eddies catch and release my locks
Life plays with my hopes and dreams
Just the same as the salmon and breams
Towards the distant ocean I swim
Flowing toward the land’s own rim
From the mountain towers swept
These feeble thoughts are all that’s kept
But what if this is all for naught?
Where is the life I so have sought?
To let my destiny flow along so meek,
Is this truly the path I seek?
These waters of time and life be damned
I will make my own way to land
For if I can but break free from this
A new path I would not but miss
So long all ye who do not fight
Let the waters of life steal your might
I will make my way my own
I will make my name be heard and known
So farewell to thee, ye waters of fate
Upon this shore I will clear my slate
And so to mine destiny I bid farewell
No more upon that river shall I dwell
Thank you for listening.