He said it’s
All a crap shoot pal
Roll the dice 🎲
Spin the bottle
Take that leap of faith
It’s in Gods hands
The plans we’ve made
Are full of slight mistakes
Wiser words have
Not been spoke
Those in doubt
Will crack their jokes
As they fumble
With nickels
And their dimes
Best laid plans
May all run short
If they are caught
Between the impalpable hands
Of time