Curiosity killed the cat,
Or so we were told, see, I don't believe that
Let me tell you, what,
He didn't buy it either
He wondered about every little detail others left to the gutters
And he pondered every little spec of dust on his windowsill
See, Curiosity didn't **** the cat,
Because the cat's still alive
And It's okay that you don't know this but it's not from a lack of trying
He screams it at the top of his lungs just because even he needs a reminder somedays
But just because someone tells you a life isn't worth living doesn't mean it isn't alive
Like your passions for grape vines could never grow a vineyard
They're wrong
You can raise up cities
Tame seas
And this isn't just because I professionally believe in you
It's because there's a fire still inside you and I want to keep it alive for selfish reasons
So don't listen to what they say
You can be whatever you want to be, and a little curiosity never hurt anyone
Find whatever it is that you never knew you missed
And make it the basis of your every day lives
Because the strum of those strings reminds you what it means even if you can't define it
Because nobody can
But I beg of you just one thing
Wheather it's the strum of the strings
The words you sing
The seeds you've sewn be them literal or in the metephoric
Just because you've found your life inside whatever it is
Doesn't mean the world lies in that little pocket that you've found rest for your mind