| What is Destiny; What is Fate; I know they are things I've grown to hate. Things they change and things they shift; And in my heart is a giant rift. My sails they fill full of hope; yet my heart it swings from the hangman's rope. O' I know of what I sing; I don't have a clue what Life will bring. My yesterdays are gone and today is here; O' I know of what I sing; I dont have a clue of what even tomorrow may bring. |