Song Description

A song about accepting the tides of fate.

Lyrics

Writing today, wish I was wiping away
All of this plight and decay, stop all the fighting and say
There?s more to life than the day, you got the right to get paid
But in the end what really matters in your bread is the whey
I often question what I?m feeling, what I think I believe
And reconsider how I?m dealing with my heart on my sleeve
I?ll be swimming through the rivers of my shivering mind
Where I encounter all the demons I?ve been trying to hide
The problems churning inside, they ebb and flow like the tide
And before I?m even standing, knock me back on my hide
I?ll just get up again, and then, I got to find my pen
Best time for writing when your frightened, fore the problems can end
But emotions of pa st don?t last
So I got to move fast and make that plaster cast
It?s not my only chance; the sun comes around again
And next time, I?ll be ready to round the bend
The wind?s here, then it?s gone, and you got to move on
But if you?re ready with your sails, it can pull you along.

Chorus
As I sail away on the sea of destiny
My future right?s ahead of me
But I?ll never know what it?s going to be
Because I let the waves of fate carry me

Sometimes at night, I turn out the light
I sit and think back on all I done wrong and done right
Make sure I?m living the life I want to lead, that?s a start
And if I?m not sure where to lead it, I just follow my heart
Take hip-hop; not the ideal career for me
But something about the music?s just dear to me
Mixing my music together with poetry
Soon as I made my first track, knew that it had to be
And every lyric that I work to create
Sometimes the words stop coming, I just sit back and wait
Cause it?s never too late to make your date with fate
Long as you keep your eyes open and you take the bait
Some people work for years, some need a clean slate
All that?s important?s that at the end of the day you feel great
I know what I want, so I?ll just give it my all
Maybe I?ll fall maybe the end of the day I?ll stand tall
Doesn?t matter what happens with rapping; my identity
Keeps changing everyday with the waves that lie ahead of me.

So as I sail on the seas of my destiny
I see so many people steering where they want to be
Think they sink if their shrink don?t referee
Think they stink if their school aint MIT
Try to aim their little boat to the right degree
So they end up exactly where they decree
Some got dad?s yacht, so they can fight the surge
And the have-not?s, their rafts get submerged
But they all float on the same big ocean
Same hopeful notion, same random motion
They got to learn, you can point the stern,
Where you end up, though, it ain?t where you turn
And they keep on burning because they still ain?t earning,
And they?re not discerning, so they keep on turning
And they keep on yearning, but they just debris
So disappointed when the breeze blow em back to sea
I just lay back, pop in my CD
Sip some ice tea and let the breeze come to me.