Gather unreasonable confidence That is the productive kind with a combination of desperation and abandoned Take the steps to find what would you make right if you weren’t afraid? [bridge] I would walk into the woods on an unknown trail, thinking to myself, “Here goes nothing”. [bridge] Nothing would go in but would nothing come out? Would nothing be lost in the woods How far could nothing go? Does nothing move slowly or quickly? [bridge] Here goes nothing. [bridge] Nothing sidled up to something possible and suggested that the possible accompany nothing into the woods. The possible could explore the places nothing was afraid of. Nothing would matter because the possible was there by the side considering how much more was possible whenever everything is taken in stride [bridge] How far can anyone go on nothing? All might find out that nothing is rejuvenated by something? Gather unreasonable confidence That is the productive kind with a combination of desperation and abandoned You can take the steps to find What would you make right if your hopes would ignite? [bridge] Would something and the possible step out ahead of nothing on that forest trail to guide the way beyond the uncharted veil? How many steps into the unknown Would it take to find that you had grown? Moving ahead with nothing and the possible and something Step by step until it is discovered where we need to go before the unknown trail becomes known? And possibilities are shown your courage has inevitably grown With every step of the trail into the unknown forest ground with its special sound becomes familiar ground. Will it reveal something? Can it reveal something is possible When you start out with nothing? Gather unreasonable confidence That is the productive kind with a combination of desperation and abandoned You can take the steps to find What would you make right if your hopes would ignite? The once vague and amorphous trail becomes in the becoming, the moment, the movement, the known. If you look around behind, you’ll see how much your path has grown Something which has become known opens up possibilities previously obscure. Some fresh steps into an evolving notion Steps well spent in forward motion investment in possible ways to move toward some new and different place to be Like a forest trail, you find your groove The walk into the woods of going into nothing can never stay nothing. Each step into possibility As it becomes something discovered. Each possibility along the path is both a gain or a potential loss. But you can’t get there unless you cross Over the steps and bumps and around each curve Seeking the insights you deserve [bridge] The gain is in what is uncovered. In the space which the obscure smothered There may even be the possibility of loving Among the treasures you’re discovering Only in the wandering will the end be found Hence do not avoid going into the woods with nothing Because staying out leaves only the nothing and the space which possibility sometimes replaces. Gather unreasonable confidence That is the productive kind with a combination of desperation and abandoned You can take the steps to find What would you make right if you weren’t afraid? if you weren’t afraid? if your hopes would ignite Would your hopes ignite your hopes ignite hopes ignite hopes ignite Nothing is possible until something is possible Build upon the power discovered In each hour of traveling and looking For nothing For something For the possible Nothing is possible when you stay docile Something will happen when you throw your self in To reaching the possible when you started out with nothing You can take the steps to find What would you make right if you weren’t afraid? You can take the steps to find What would you make right when your hopes ignite? take the steps to find take the steps to find What you will make if you aren’t afraid? What would you make right when your hopes ignite? if you aren’t afraid? when your hopes ignite? [bridge] What you will make What you will make if you aren’t afraid? [bridge] when your hopes ignite? Held up by courage of the heart. when your hopes ignite? Held up by courage of the heart.
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