How could i

Cynic

Freedom and reason shine through
Paddle upon the clouds one's own canoe

How could I

Humility take charge of me
Drown me in truth's modest waters
Loosen your grip identity
Free me from an ego's falter

Love too often is only a dream
If I am harsh and unkind to myself
So I share these attitudes with you
Must I try? How could I?

Freedom and reason shine through
Paddle upon the clouds one's own canoe
Izvajalec: Cynic