Will Not Follow - Sister Hazel

My aspiration grows and with it grows my pride.

No consolations just frustrations I don’t mind.

I crossed a thousand rivers and never will I tire

But I’ll walk away, I’ll walk away, And take my test of time.

What’s ahead That’s for me to see and…

What’s ahead That’s for me to be and…

What’s ahead That’s for me to know and…

Now I lead And I will not follow.

My hands they bleed from the pounding on the door.

I fell face down and still I pounded on the floor.

My heart it hurts and my throat it’s gettin’sore,

But I’ll talk my way, I’ll talk my way

And then I’ll talk some more.

Tomorrow dawn it lights the way for me,

Down a road that goes on and on And on and on and on…

Just survivin’it ain’t the way to be.

Tried it once and it took it’s toll on me.

He hesitated, never acted in the now.

I never waited, wiped the sweat off of my brow.

They congregated so I looked at them and bowed.

And I’ll have my way, I’ll have my way,

And never turn around.