You can cry but it won't do much
You can hope for luck, fingers crossed
Grab your rabbit's foot
For a moment you're found but you're bound to get lost again.

Lining up the colors to map your life on canvas
Don't overlook the paint that spills onto your lap
It happens 
It happens

You can pray to things beyond your reach
But a human being won't ever find a teacher who can teach them
How to see 
Beyond so many clouds of futility

You pick a major key to harmonize your life in
But nothing could be finer then the relatively minor
It happens 
It happens

People love
People lose
Some sober up and some may choose
To wallow in despair pulling out their hair
Searching for a strand of something close to grand

Father's in the garden rooting out the weeds
Ugliness surrounds flowers 
Seeds bust thru the mud
It happens 
Shit happens

You can pound your fists against the wall
Curse the world as your fingers swell
As far as you can tell, temper gets you by
Angry oceans never fail to meet the peaceful sky

On the horizon many songs are sung
Bitter gives the sweet it's taste, nothing good is made from haste
It happens, It happens