The Way

This is not the right way

This is not the right way

This is not the right way

This is not the right way

Some have said that I was given keys to the city of your dreams

I'm more content to walk outside the walls and catch a breeze

I'm more inclined to climb on by or ride internal seas

I'm more alive to vibe inside a mansion full of trees

I do this for a reason that they can't pretend to glean

I lose myself infused in something more than what they've seen

I'm not a slave to greed