Ripple in Still Water

Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow

Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow

There is a road, no simple highway
Between the dawn and the dark of night
And if you go, no one may follow
That path is for your steps alone

Let it be know, there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men

You who choose to lead must follow,
but if you fall, you fall alone