I've dug through the deepest parts of the world.
I've felt the heat and the freezing cold.
Advice that was given and I'm thankful for,
Is witness the world and try not to ignore.

Sometimes it's rough and I look away.
I manage to keep my feelings at bay.
Roll like a stone or a leaf in the wind.
Revived every night by a magical spring.

Yet slowly it creeps and it ties me down.
The spring turns too deep and I start to drown.
The need for peace and two feet on the ground,
Overthrows the instinct for running around.