Lion for a day, then a sheep my whole life.

But you dont choose which one to be, do you.

Everything's pretty average nowadays was right.

Sheep by day, prey to my own inadequacies and insecurities by night. Maybe I'm not getting by just fine. Maybe the grass isnt always fine green pastures. But I'll find my own. Maybe I'll stray, but I know the Shepherd is guardian over my soul.