Here I go around the bend,
embracing hope like it's some long lost friend.
I play to win but I play against myself.
A winsome face lost some mental health.
You can lead a horse to knowledge, but you just can't make him think.
Listen to my thoughts running out of room.
If I speak my mind, well then I'll speak too soon.
A mercy beating ends in broken bones.
See all that mossy rock gathering rolling stones.
You can lead a horse to knowledge, but you just can't make him think.
Direction is too easy to lose and quitting is just so easy to choose.
I make it all up as I go.
If I have an answer, I'll be the last to know.
If you've got no cred, well then you can't take charge.
See all of these small minds living large.
Led by loss and desire,
a curious forest following fire.
You can lead a horse to knowledge, but you just can't make him think.