Stroke of bad luck
Yes you are in place
No, no guarantees
Till your dying day

You got a half dozen senses here
Scripture for the senses here
A lifetime’s worth of bills
You gotta pay

Lady luck and misfortune
Waterfalls mark the way
Many delights
20/20 hindsight
Nothing’s certain except departure
Arrival, push and pull
All at the same time
Till your dying day

Losing face
Yes, you are in place
But cousin you got ants in your pants
Lady luck, misfortune,
May I have this dance?
Did you come to watch?
To breathe in destiny?
Or happenstance?

You got a half dozen senses here
Scripture for the senses here
A lifetime’s worth of bills
You better pay

What are you so ashamed of?
Guilt doesn’t cultivate ecstatic love
So stop making excuses
Weaknesses are weaknesses
Our weaknesses our weaknesses
No, no guarantees
till your dying day