The Ride of Your Life

Life is a River, it goes where it flows.
So, be a life liver and row where you go.
The only thing given is this thing we call livin’
so be willin to be thankful for life and be driven.
Memories and dreams make up the scene:
what you saw and what you wish you had seen.
But, there ‘s no use in tryin’ or even in cryin’;
we can’t hold the hand of the clock as we’re dyin’
The River gets rough, sometimes you get tough.
Ignore the stuff that implies you aren’t good enough.
Hold on tighter when the water gets whiter.
Battling the current only makes you a great fighter.
But, you’ll stay afloat if you don’t rock the boat.
The tides come in gently and then they rush out.
Most tears and most laughter begin with a shout.
The beat we keep best is the one in our chest,
as long as our hearts can withstand the test
of living a life we know we aren’t meant to own
and bein’ for reasons we know that can not be known.
We know where the River bends by the message it sends
Life is one River, but it has many ends.
We flow into a great big sea.
We know not where we will be.
Fight the flow and keep the light aglow
Churning burning, a lesson for learning
how will earning decrease your yearning?
Don’t make that mistake in the paths that you take.
Enjoy the ride, enjoy the fight, and never let yourself be caught in the wake.