Choices

Like the grass that blows in the wind

Our lives are made

We're living on a string, of terrifying change

Never seeing the fire ahead, Nor the rocks below

Through perils of death all unseen, we blindly go

Do you believe in destiny? Our fate lies not within our hands

You wander on through the night, but you're all alone

Your heart racing fast like the wind, and heavy as stone

If we could see through time, would we be scared?

If we lost what we loved most, though our lives were spared

Never seeing the fire ahead, nor the rocks below

Through perils of death all unseen, we blindly go