The road untraveled is the one to walk
Through hidden mountains and honey stalk
Let it unravel, the chain and the lock
Unbidden and uncounted hollow clock
Some choke on regret in their latter days
Alive without living, a sorry state
When the rope's 'round our necks
We step from the haze
Regretting regrets, but it's too late
With a deathbed philosophy the better you'll fair
With a deathbed philosophy the better you'll
On the pathless path through the gateless gate
The weeds are regarded like swaying jades
In bridal meadows beyond chance and fate
Each has been parted, yet one remains
Live each day like it's the first and the last
Give without thinking of what's given back
Smile more often when you're alone
Dwell in the moment you are home
With a deathbed philosophy the better you'll fair
With a deathbed philosophy the better you'll fair