They say wisdom is rarely common
and what’s common is rarely wise,
well I advise that you decide
the customs by which
you will by abide.
There’s too much noise in the air,
too much fire in your stare,
too much wisdom to preach,
and too many aims to reach.
It doesn’t happen overnight,
to discover what’s wise to you,
but your truth lies waiting,
always ready,
in the depths of the river
running through.