Drive
Sometimes, I feel the fear of
Uncertainty stinging clear.
And I can’t help but ask
Myself how much I’ll let the
Fear take the wheel
And steer.
It’s driven me before, and it seems to
Have a vague, haunting mass appeal.
But lately I am beginning to find that
I should be the one behind the wheel.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
With open arms and open eyes.
So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It’s driven me before and it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around.
But lately I’m beginning to find that
When I drive myself
My light is found.
So whatever tomorrow
Brings, I’ll be there
With open arms and
Open eyes. Yeah.
Would you kill the Queen
To crush the hive?
Would you choose
Water over wine…
Hold the wheel
And drive?
kar_pio