Lyrics

Every risk you take could end in a thousand tears Even triumphs turn to pain as they disappear Strategies are all fine and good if they play out well But you might be better off with a wishing well Buried in a distant forest Chapters lost and then retrieved All the unheard answers fly Glide like butterflies Simple acts of faith can become a strategy Elegance of considered thought leading to synergy Create new pathways between the hemispheres of the brain An unlikely path that might just keep you sane