The journey begins with curiosity
And evolves into soul-felt questions
On the stones that we walk
And choose to make our path
Sometimes never knowing
Other times knowing too much 

Fitering out the hbad that hold us back...
Take hold of what is [bad word] to your hunger
hunger that will not go away
Plans for tomorrow, they will remain 

Won't you join me on the perennial quest
Reaching into the dark, retrieving light
Search for answers on the perennial quest
Where dreams are followed, and time is a test 

No time for mental [bad word] The maker has moved on
I will take it raw and be on my way 

Those that stood beside me
I'm glad you understand
Behind these written words
I share the simple plan
To hand on the way that we feel 

From rivers of sorrow
To oceans deep with hope
I have travelled them
Now, there is no turning back
The limit, the sky
I ask questions why? What today? When tomorrow? 

Filtering out the bad that hold us back...
Take hold of what is [bad word] to your hunger
hunger that will not go away
Plans for tomorrow, they will remain