Civility
Wilderness
Both are words of power
Stability
Fickleness
Both a soul may sour
Both are needed to balance
Much like yin and yang
But if one is power and the other naught
The soul is left to hang
So here you stand bearing down
In the eyes of two growling wolves
And question for the freedom now
Or bear down upon the rules
It's simply true, which side you take
As long as you grow to understand
For plans are not a guiding map
For luck and fate play a hand
The paths shall lie before you now
Ever so bold and so true
And which path we choose to stand
If we ever had such a clue
So remember this my dearest child
And be sure to listen well
That memories are not a fault or wonder
But more like a victory bell
See each path we've made, and each we've saved
And each we've yet to sew
All are memories and hopes and dreams
So we may always so boldly go
