rolling the dice

[fledgist]

in all their brilliance they cannot wait
for one who knows the truth and lets it go
we face each day with a well-written slate

we name the hazard chance and never fate
accepting that there's much we have to know
in all their brilliance they cannot wait

each circle closes shutting off a gate
the winner is the one who's never slow
we face each day with a well-written slate

they play the game and never reach checkmate
with fullest understanding of the flow
in all their brilliance they cannot wait

once raging fires are now banked in each grate
you see in every place their fading glow
we face each day with a well-written slate

facing the truth we know we've got it straight
there's room for patience till the final blow
in all their brilliance they cannot wait
we face each day with a well-written slate