I sit on the shore, looking over the lake
Which direction shall I go, what route should I take
The surface of the water is as smooth as glass,
Do I dare disturb its softness or do I simply pass
I climb in the boat, look around for approval
I’m here alone, I feel so unstable
The sun is above me, the wind at my back
Adventure awaits me, there’s no holding back
Old voices surround me & question my path
Inner wisdom assures me, "You’re on the right track"
Where am I going, what lies ahead
My life will unfold until I am dead
I’m present right now, I’m in awe, I’m afloat
What matters right now is that I’m in my own fucking boat
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