There is a Pleasure in the Pathless Woods
There is a rapture on the lonely shore
There is society where none intrudes
By the deep sea, and music in its roar

I love not man the less but nature more
From these interviews in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before
To mingle with the universe... and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal

Roll on thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll
Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain
Man marks the Earth with ruin, yet his control
Stops with the shore... upon the watery plain

So wrote the poet not long ago
His heart would be crushed if he were to know
That man's foolish greed has even taken the sea
The blue of the sky, and the starry night

So now the crossroads where we've arrived
Demands a choice of every soul alive
Do we continue down this road of ruin
Or mingle with the universal tune
That we can ne're express... yet easily can feel
There is a Pleasure in the Pathless Woods
There is a rapture on the lonely shore
From all I may be, or have been before
To mingle with the universe... and feel

Lyrics by George Gordon Byron
Additional Lyrics and Music by Rusty Reid
Copyright 2019 Rio Paso Music (BMI)