One who has control over the mind is tranquil in heat and cold, in pleasure and pain, and in honor and dishonor; and is ever steadfast with the Supreme Self.
Yesterday's a memory
Another page in history
You sell yourself on hopes and dreams
That leaves you feeling sideways.
Tripping over my own feet
Trying to walk to my own beat
Another car out on the street trying to find the Highway
Yeah, Are you going my way?
This is the story of my life
And I write it everyday
I know it isn't black and white
And it's anything but Grey
I know that no I'm not alright, but I feel ok coz'
Anything can, everything can happen
That's the story of my life
I gonna write the melody
Tha