Fortunate

Fortunate to have the waves still
Carry me
There are those who’d trade it all for
A different lease
 
There is love and hate
Too soon and too late
The universe does not discriminate
Fed or starved
Brand new or scarred
Tough to say if it’s the end or the start

Fortunate to be a part of
This affair
Set to work on the bright idea
That’ll get me there
 
No one’s lost their trust
But I’m not sure it’s good enough
Would you stay if things got dangerous
Tell me where
Does my soul now stare
Blind and deaf I wait to feel you there