Stopping on the brick laid path
Letting the cumbersome weight fall on my shoulders
Looking to the left I see friends
Looking to the right I see death
Looking ahead I see open skies
And troublesome lies
Walking off the edge of the cliff
I watch as death stays high
But my friends fly

Sitting in the garden of silence
I let my studies lift away
Sitting in the book yard
I let my studies weigh down
Sitting on the couch as the frat boys run boy
I let my life pass me by

Ridding my bike across the campus streets
I let my heart lead my path
Sitting on the bus with my headphones in
I let the music fight my stress
Floating in the gym pool
I let my body feel my minds burden

Welcome to NC State
My kind of college
My kind of people
My kind of place