You went and created a storm
Throwing the seed to be sown
It landed facing the sky
Through harsh weathers has grown
Before it goes up it must grow downward
Down through the dirt
To confront the stone

You say you need time to think
But time is just monitored change
You'll only find pointless patterns leading to uncertainty
Brake the shackles of your inhibition and find your range

Let yourself go - Gung-ho
Look in the mirror
Theres someone you used to know