Baby Steps

Can reason always be right?
What if there is fault in truth
I know it’s strange,
But let’s sever this game,
And go back to our roots

Let’s fuck and dance, and make some romance
Let’s be free, and run a muck

It will be odd at first, like learning to walk
But look at us now,
We can talk –
And all it took were some chances

So I say, “lets take that chance,
Stop running with reason,
And journey with treason –
Break the bonds that sheen us,
Forming whatever lies beneath them”