as we each walk our lines, so delicately shaded in grays
of opportunity, circumstance and consequence each day
we all so often stumble, we all so often fall
some say they do so more often than others, some claim they never do at all

as we walk our broken lines on that path to destiny
even if we close our eyes, we will find things so unexpectedly
with so many obstacles and such blurry, winding gray lines
that each of us will eventually fall is only a matter of time
as we navigate across distance
as we navigate through circumstance
as we navigate to consequence
so many things we will find
some of these we will pick up
some must be left behind