tallisman

Play the game

It doesn’t matter who wins, who loses

We can only play the game.

The hammer falls wherever it chooses

Leaves us to apportion blame

 

We cannot control the dawning day

Or shelter from the storm

We’re dealt the cards we have to play

From the day that we are born

 

Sometimes we stumble, often we fall

Sometimes we turn to hide from it all

But the sun keeps on shining or the rains just as wet

Life is as good as it’s going to get

 

Wish upon a shooting star, or in a wishing well

Pray to an uncaring God, seek a private hell

Cry out for all you’ve lost, for what you never had

For all that makes you happy can also make you sad

 

Sometimes we stumble, often we fall

Sometimes we find courage to face it all

And the sun keeps on shining or the rains just as wet

Life can get better, the futures not set