Perhaps it seems like I get lost in the way
But intuition is guiding me
I care about nothing but doing the journey
More than knowing where I go
Don't even try to persuade me
I'll keep on doing this
Ye, it won't fail meg
Now, wind is blowing at my avail
I will keep on doing this
Anything brilliant always appears on a whim
Like the geometry of the bloom
It's the word before your lips let it blow
With no secrets, there's no love
Everything's of use, nothing is lost
I will transform it
Ye, it won't fail me
The universe is at my avail
And it's so magical
I will keep on doing this
I can have with any pretext
Whatever excuse
Whatever mistake
Everything conspires at my avail