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Didn't Know


(What didn't I know, you ask? I didn't know what was to come, Intensely stumbling, fumbling, rumbling, I stepped out into the unlit path, Hearing nothing, trusting everything The rush of ambition, the thrill of hope And the absolution that never Ever would I be stopping. So what I didn't know, you asked, Was that the unknown brings the best)
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