Go With The Flow

From the day you're born,

'Til the day you die,

"Go with the flow, go with the flow,

Go with the flow!" They cry.

Your heart is too weak,

And the current too strong,

So you shut out all your dreams,

And quietly play along.

When the floods smite

And wash away all plans,

You seek help, but the pointed fingers

Turn into upturned hands.

The ever-watching eyes

Turn into cold stone walls,

And in that dam of desolation

No one hears your calls.

The courageous few 

Who dared to brave the flow

Have long since caught their dreams, and bask

In safety's warming glow.

So you coronate yourself;

Don the thorn-laden crown,

Go with the flow, go with the flow,

Go with the flow and drown.