Wasn't Born to Follow

Oh, I'd rather go and journey where the

Diamond crescent's flowing

And run across the valley

Beneath the sacred mountain

And wander through the forest

Where the trees have leaves of prisms

That break the light up into colors

That no one knows the names of

And when it's time I'll go and wait

Beside the legendary fountain

Till I see your form reflected

In its clear and jeweled waters

And if you think I'm ready

You may lead me to the chasm

Where the rivers of our visions

Flow into one another

And I'll stay awhile and wonder

At the mist that they've created

And lose myself within it

Cleanse my mind and body

And I know at that moment

As I stand in that cathedral

I will want to dive

Beneath the white cascading water

She may beg and she may plead

And she may argue with your logic

Mention all the things I'll lose

That really have no value

Though I doubt that she will ever

Come to understand my meaning

In the end she'll surely know

I wasn't born to follow