the chance to make mistakes
the time to lose my way
to find a kindred soul
or choose to throw it all away

to learn from the past
or to scrape my knee
I could walk in circles
or dance around with destiny

maybe there’s no meaning to it all
this relentless need to rise and to fall
these chances to fail and to succeed
maybe the outcome isn’t as important as the deed

people always fight
and break each other’s hearts
but sometimes we are kind
or we find solace in playing a part

how can we be so cruel?
how can we be so sublime?
there’s no shadow without light
there’s no change without time

maybe there’s no meaning to it all
this relentless need to rise and to fall
these chances to fail and to succeed
maybe the outcome isn’t as important as the deed

I’ve wasted years trying to understand
to stop the hourglass and count the sand
to find the words for why we break and why we bleed
maybe the outcome’s less important than the deed