The Way

The way that you’re going to win is-is the same way you’re going to lose
It ain’t wrong or right, it ain’t black or white, just gray either way that you
choose
So there’s no mistakes either way that you take is a «could-be,»
and neither are «shoulds»
The machinations of fate harmonize and vibrate to a melody misunderstood
The way that you’re going to lose is-is the same way you’re going to win
And where the path bends may feel like the end when it’s really beginning again
So there’s no mistakes either way that you take is a «could-be,»
and neither are «shoulds»
The machinations of fate harmonize and vibrate to a melody misunderstood