This life, a strange and winding road
one of strife, of peace, in different loads 

We are drifters in its everchanging stream
fumble blindly, 'ever chasing illusive dreams 

Among currents fierce and luring bait,
set challenges, and then we wait 

Reposing our troops to fit our dreams 
without calling our hand down to its seams 

Reshaping our destiny over and over again 
never asking for things to stay the same 

No creature of habit, not you, not me,
as we struggle against the forces that be 

A waltz alluding our senses, outcome in the stars 
as we set our game board, Venus and Mars 

Shuffle through life, to and fro, allignment dislocate,
setting out pieces, drawing back, upon next move wait