Personal Geography
Lyrics by Brieve Morison
In the ocean of your imagination
There’s a coast called despair
It’s the shoreline
Of the plain of expectations
And when my spirits broken
I take it out there
In the shadows of
The mountains of explanations
If you come looking
You will find me
You can leave me
Or bind me
Ban me or brand me
I will always be free
And in the cliffs
Of liberation
Runs the canyon
Or remorse
Down which flows
The river of inspiration
And if this sight
It lifts your heart
Follow up its course
Scale the falls of
Desperation
If you come looking
You will find me
You can lead me
Or get thee
Behind me
Ban me or brand me
I will always be free
And on the high plateau
Of interpretation
Is the inspiration’s source
A clear cool pool of fascination
It’s hypnotic power won’t let you
just like magnetic north
Til you see reflected there
More than destination
If you come looking
You will find me
Up on salvation ridge
Where I can leave
What is behind me
And know the future’s
Not made of this
If you come looking
You will find me
You can disown me
Or recognize me
Ban me or brand me
Ban me or brand me
I will always be free
