Is the ocean long?
Or is the ocean deep?
Will I walk 1000 miles?
Or sink 1000 feet?

Will I drown in liquid misery?
Or fall in rays of hate?
Will I walk my chosen path?
Or will I scuffle with my fate?

Will I embrace the raging rapids?
Or will I consume the beating flame?
Will I be judged?
And not ordained

To be insane
In times of here and now
Time has seen me crumble
And time will see me bow

When I fall
Their will be no surprise
The sun will only stare
And laugh at my demise

Then I will realize
In the soul of every beat
That I have walked 1000 miles
And will sink a 1000 feet

But not to take defeat
Or die with no love to keep
But to tell a story to the youth
Of why my soles are weak