When you come face to face with your own mind Is all you find, growing wild within Are your eyes seeking to find The Golden Fleece Once again
Are you suddenly fleeing where clouds have gathered With a burning candle raised on high Wondering if you have mastered This profound race of life Not a tear, you cry
Do you continue walking within opposing views Saving certain parts of all you find Thinking surely itβs up to you To tame the wildness In your mind
When you come face to face with your own mind Can you gaze upon the wildness and smile Not give a care if the fleece you find Yet enjoy the journey All the while