A heavy weight upon your back, Whether responsibility or horse's tack, You're sat in this if you have control, Grab the reins or handlebars and go!

I rush through forests, I slip through town, I sparkle in sunlight, I murmur in brown. I carry leaves and twigs that fall, I’m not a road, but I still crawl.

Most people don’t think about me until a little icon turns red.

Back and forth, higher and higher, Extend your legs and reach even farther.

I am born from a strike, a diamond, or a glass, A flash of bright magic that quickly will pass. I dance in the eyes of a person in love, And mimic the stars shining brightly above. I can live in your water, your wine, or your tea, Creating bubbles that long to be free. I am glitter and glamour, a brilliant display, Yet without any light, I will vanish away.