We go out in the world and take our chances,
Fate is just the weight of circumstances,
That's the way that lady luck dances.
Roll the bones!
Rush
Cлайд с цитатойWhat happened to our innocence,
Did it go out of style?
Along with our naivete',
No longer a child.
It's hard to recognize the real thing,
It comes along once in a while,
Like a rare and precious metal
Beneath a ton of rock.
For so many different directions,
Our separate paths might have turned,
With every door that we opened -
Every bridge that we burned.
When we are young,
Wandering the face of the earth,
Wondering what our dreams might be worth,
Learning that we're only immortal...
For a limited time.
Time is a gypsy caravan,
Steals away in the night,
To leave you stranded in dreamland.