Catching up from the other day
Is not as easy as some might say
Can’t get back what we failed to find
If I try, I could lose my mind

I’m on the path that I chose to take
It’s all a result of the chances I found
Pleasant indeed is the song that I sing
My soul settles down and turns me around

Now facing forward into the breeze
Not looking back is the name of the game
Riding the wave is the style of my play
In the hint of a moment, I’ll chart my own way

Into the stormy sky I gaze
Here on the ground I look all around
Tossed in the measure of the sight and the sound
I laugh with the jester to whom I am bound