Listen

Grip the handlebars and take a ride!
Don't worry, my love, I'm on your side.
I have much to show you on this night,
So take my hand and hold it tight.
Never forget the things you will see,
For they will endow gifts unto thee.
I have chosen you to witness such things
Because your mind is the choir that sings
The hymn of truth, O', what truth.
Beyond the ordinary, into the uncouth,
Where only few have the courage to percieve
And also a mind strong enough to believe.
You're a very special person, I must admit:
Not many can form such bliss from the shit.
I'm telling you, young one, please don't float astray,
The void will swallow you if you don't know the way.
Follow me lightly, leaving only a faint path,
So those who are searching can discover the math.
You must attain the knowledge to resolve this equation,
Or you'll never understand this unworldly relation.
Certainly you'll pick it up along your way,
But you cannot search for it: Many games does it play.
It will only enter when your thoughts are far from it;
You must scale the infinitely heightening summit.
But the fourth dimension patiently awaits you,
So take some time to explore things anew.
O', my darling, how confused you must be!
I did not mean to frighten you, please, do not flee!
Someday you will surely begin to understand,
For your future holds so many great things planned.
You must never take confusion and exchange it for fear;
Things don't always make sense, but it's really quite clear.
To control the fear you must search deep inside,
Though you wish sometimes not to seek, but to hide.
Still, you are in charge of obtaining the clues
and applying what you know to ignite the fuse;
A spark, a light that breaks the dawn.
Your fears will all too soon be gone,
And at this moment you will finally understand
Why I needed you to take hold of my hand.