Wasn't Born to Follow

R.I.P Dennis "The Rebel" Hopper

Easy Rider - The Byrds - Wasn't Born to Follow

Oh I'd rather go and journey where the diamond crest is flowing and
Run across the valley beneath the sacred mountain and
Wander through the forest
Where the trees have leaves of prisms and break the light in colours
That no one knows the names of

And when it's time I'll go and wait
beside a legendary fountain
Till I see your form reflected in its clear and
jewelled waters
And if you think I'm ready
You may lead me to the chasm
where the rivers of our vision
Flow into one another

I will want to
die beneath the white cascading waters
She may beg, she may plead, she may
argue with her logic
And then she'll know the things I learned
That
really have no value in the end she will surely know
I wasn't born to
follow
Easy Rider - Smith - The Weight