Life is a boat on a vast, wide sea

The wind that steers is what we decree

If the helm falters, chaos runs free

But firm in choice, the future will be

Don’t you worry, the future’s your own

Choose the path where dreams are grown

Every step builds what will last

The time will reap what the soul has cast

The stars are maps that light up the sky

Yet the path is drawn where hopes comply

Choices are seeds in soil, low or high

They bloom as gardens or shadows that lie

The horizon’s a canvas drawn by the mind

Its hues are shaped by the bold and kind

Today we plant what the heart designed

Tomorrow we harvest what’s left behind

The horizon’s a canvas drawn by the mind

Its hues are shaped by the bold and kind

Today we plant what the heart designed

Tomorrow we harvest what’s left behind

Don’t you worry, the future’s your own

Choose the path where dreams are grown

Every step builds what will last

The time will reap what the soul has cast