Till the river runs dry ...

I will sail my vessel,
till the river runs dry.
Like a bird upon the wind,
these waters are my sky.

I will never reach my destination,
if I never try.
So I will sail my vessel,
till the river runs dry.

Dance on my own

Just do the steps that you have been shown
By everyone you have ever known
Until the dance becomes your very own
Into a dancer you have grown
From the seeds someone else has thrown

Go on ahead and throw some seeds of your own
Somewhere between the time you arrive and the time you go home
Because in the end there is one dance that you will do Alone !