Your movie

Your storyline

All decided

Before the curtain

Rises

How does it feel

To be inclined

T'ward fate so certain

How can you change a thing if your life

Has been written into stone?

Your life's been written into plot lines

By another

Can you make it your own?

What you gonna do what you gonna do

Your life plot written by someone but you

What you gonna do what you gonna do

Will you stand up and fight through

You are looking without seeing

It's not like you were blind

But something had you fleeing

From what you could find

Just hiding in plain sight:

You're already always free

Now you're looking and you're seeing

Your every choice is fine

No plot limits your freedom

And the story line

Is yours for the making

The road less taken

Could be where you're meant to be

Come join me

I know a path

Out of this maze

So we can be who

We are

Our truer selves

Sure we'll stumble

And we might fall too

But we'll get up and wipe the dust off

It might turn to stardust yet

This new encounter will set us off

On a new path

Where new lines intersect

What you gonna do what you gonna do

Would you be brave enough to stand up, break the rules

What you gonna do what you gonna do

Would you join me and fight through

You were moving without vision

Some hidden puppeteer

Had predefined your mission

Cut the strings he moved

And suddenly you proved:

You're already always free

Now your eyesight's gained precision

Your every choice is fine

And no more indecision

Bugs your story line

It's yours for the making

The road less taken

Could be where you're meant to be

We about to take the ride

And multiply

The path and friends

We gonna multiply

What was given

Was a bit too shady in my mind

And the roadless path

Will be constructed by us

I can't guarantee

Anything but I know that it won't be tedious yup

The more serious

I say take a breather and chill and enjoy the ride

We got up and wiped

The dust off

Our courage set us free, yeah

And now our lines

Have met in time

Our lives

Intertwined

We were moving without vision

Some hidden puppeteer

Had predefined our mission

Cut the strings he moved

And suddenly we proved:

We're already always free

Now our eyesight's gained precision

Our every choice is fine

And no more indecision

Bugs our story line

It's ours for the making

The road less taken

Could be where we're meant to be