Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
There are those who think that life
has nothing left to chance
with a host of holy horrors
to direct our aimless dance
A planet of playthings
we dance on the strings
of powers we cannot perceive
"the stars aren't aligned ---
or the gods are malign"
blame is better to give than receive
You can choose a ready guide
in some celestial voice
if you choose not to decide
you still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fears
and kindness that can kill
i will choose a path that's clear
i will choose free will
There are those who think that they've been dealt a losing hand
the cards were stacked against them ---
they weren't born in lotus-land
All preordained
a prisoner in chains
a victim of venomous fate
kicked in the face
you can't pray for a place
in heaven's unearthly estate
Each of us
a cell of awareness
imperfect and incomplete
genetic blends
with uncertain ends
on a fortune hunt
that's far too fleet...