We follow some stupid rules and still not enough.
What does it really take?
We do what it needs to be done and still lose.
It doesn't matter, do your part or not the outcome is still the same.
Saint or not still lose…
Even when the storm calms there it is, another tempest.
How much can our wooden ship withstand?
Sometimes i think it's better to let go and let the stream lure
me to the sea's bottom.
Relief...
But if someone get's used to struggle, just moving through the motions
eventually won't give up won't succumb.
Let the tide ride up and you get drowned.
Ride the tide and let it guide you. Lower your ship and reach your destination.
There are times the road back to the port goes through the heart
of the storm. Unclench your fingers from the wheel and then
wish the sea is with your side. If your hands hold tight to
the wheel, it's a lost cause. Maybe destination it's not the place you direct but the place you abut.
Like a key which unlocks what is most hidden...