I see you running away
So fast you outpace
But then you sit and you wait
Until the moment’s afoot
You get up and you book it
You book it
So far away, bird’s eye view of fate
Yet you’re stuck and frustratedIt’s time that you waited
participate
In the present, partaking
In the moment, in the making
Your Joy is like flint
Igniting the spark that will hint
at the path, start
The flame for your spire
tend to your fire
A bit of kin-dling to inspire?
Each moment
One by one you re-wire
Until you’re geared for desire
Put a saddle on your fate
And meet your destroyer
