Burn the BoatsNever Enough

Met a prophet in a coffee shop, a former circus clown, He'd built a paper kingdom then he burned the whole thing down. He said, "I traded all my stock reports for a single, simple plan, Became a refugee from the promised land of the money-making man." He told me 'bout the boat-burners, the point of no return, A lesson in addition that you first have to unlearn. He said, "Hell yeah! or it's a 'No!'" A fire in your gut is the only way to know! This ain't a dress rehearsal, it's the only show you get! So burn the boats behind you and live without regret! He put his future in a trust, for a song he hadn't sung, Gave away the fortune that around his neck had hung. Said, "I feel like I got sober in a room of desperate fiends, Who are all still chasing highs inside their broken, toxic dreams." He said the yardstick isn't useful once you're past the finish line, Now the only race worth running is the one that's truly mine. He said, "Hell yeah! or it's a 'No!'" A fire in your gut is the only way to know! This ain't a dress rehearsal, it's the only show you get! So burn the boats behind you and live without regret! You won your gold. Why run another heat? Just get yourself some new shoes... And walk down a different street... it's hell yeah! or it's a no! The fire in my gut is the only way I'll know! I'm burning every single boat I've ever built! I'm washing off the ache and I am dumping all the guilt! yeah!