Wasn t Born To Follow 决不为追从而生 The Byrds
I apos d oh rather go and journey
Where the diamond crescent apos s
Glowing and
Run across the valley
Beneath the sacred mountain
And wander through the forest
Where the trees have leaves of prisms
And break the light in colors
That no one knows the names of
And when it apos s time I apos ll go and wait
Beside a legendary fountain
Till I see your form reflected
In it apos s clear and jeweled waters
And if you think I apos m ready
You may lead me to the chasm
Where the rivers of our vision
Flow into one another
Will I watch her dive beneath
The white cascading waters
She may beg she may plead
She may argue with her logic
And then mention all the things
I apos ll lose
That really have no value
In the end she will surely know
I wasn apos t born to follow
