Architect of Fortune

Conscious all day

Cautious in my own way

Coincidence seems oh so strange

And my actions are estranged

Unconscious but still awake

Things that are by chance seem to always break

I never knew I could map out my life

Destined to live each and every day aware of what will come

Deep down inside I do have all the answers

My misfortune, my burden in life

Is to know what will come

Nothing comes undone

Predict and prevail, that's me

A skilled mechanic, the artificer of destiny

An inner panic of knowing what will become of me

Predict the future and my eyes the only ones to see

A heavy burden of endless possibilities

Misled by God, endowed immense qualities

Imprints of guilt, a repenting soul inside of me

My own misfortune, the lack of capability

A great success or minor probability

A wound that will never leave a scar

A pain that won't go away

You still don't know who you really are

Wise words gone astray

Every choice

Every thought

Every step

Stumbling in my own feet

Every word

Every sentence

Every line

Everyone comes, comes undone

I never knew I could map out my life

Destined to live each and every day aware of what will come

Deep down inside I do have all the answers

My misfortune, my burden in life

Is to know what will come

Nothing comes undone

Predict and prevail, that's me