The Product of the Means

It never turns out like you plan
Things go smooth
Then things sink down
You question why and when and how
The right time'll play out
Then it never does

The one thing I fight
Is the one thing I can't deny
Too much or too little
Too complex or too simple to define
The meaning and place of right
Right before time

Turns out you've got to grab it
Instead of watching it pass by
Instead of observing your life
Like a wallflower in a mirror
Like a tall tower in the center of town
You've got to rise high to see

It never turns out like you plan
Until you stand and believe
Run wild and float free
Take in the life between each blink
And, see yourself for the sum of the parts
And, your purpose as the product of the means

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