Where is the logic in not loving your pursuit People advise that you’d do right to follow suit To keep your thoughts and mind distracted from the truth Is that for you Is there a need for all of this rushing around It seems as if we are resigned to feeling down Otherwise why would we waste our time doing things that we don’t want to do I gratefully reject your advice 'Cause one day I'll be gone, away from all of this And I won’t carry on, merely to exist Who are you to say, that there’s a certain way Well I refuse to follow it Gonna go my own way I find it hard to listen to the same old words, They are redundant to my ears they can’t be heard Take off the shackles and you are free as a bird So fly away Narrow parameters to keep us all contained Block off the other routes and lead you down their way And if you don’t get out then that is where you’ll stay For all your days I think I’m gonna make my own road 'Cause one day I'll be gone, away from all of this And I won’t carry on, merely to exist Who are you to say, that there’s a certain way Well I refuse to follow it