Each to His Own - Circa

The energy inside of us is always waiting

Any moment a new spark of creativity

What is it that makes us want to reach what’s beyond our grasp

Something guiding each and every one 'til the end

No one knows exactly what will be

The mystery is only you’ll know

It’s a wild ride taken, and it’s meant to be

As you slide to the end of the rainbow

Where there’s your pot of gold

Each to his own

The energy inside of us is always waiting

Only what you have it what you’ve made in the end

Overthinking, there’s more to life than what you expect to see

Everything always finds its own level in the end

No one knows exactly what will be

The mystery is only you’ll know

It’s a wild ride taken, and it’s meant to be

As you slide to the end of the rainbow

Where there’s your pot of gold

Each to his own