Sometimes you get there in spite of the route Losing track of your life and what it's about The road seems to know when to straighten right out. . . I could wonder if all of it led me to you I could show you the arrows and circles I drew I didn't have a map, it's the best I could do On the fly and on the run
Order or disorder depends on organisation; courage or cowardice on circumstances; strength or weakness on dispositions.