A camera flashes, you smile wide
Moment to moment; life is just a ride
A common metaphor for what it's worth
You were given this nonrefundable ticket at birth
Strapped in with a buckle by your parents
The unstated rules were quite self-evident
Sometimes you get filled with exhilaration in anticipation
But then it doesn't always meet all of your expectations
It can even break down during the hardest ordeals
So you learn patience sitting on top of this rickety Ferris Wheel
Fear settles in as you pray it doesn't all crash down
The courage to hold on is something to be found
As this old ride slows to a screeching halt
You feel a sense of despair at the thought
But a waste it does become to live with this worry
Life is just a ride, and the amusement park has plenty

The chalice is filled to the brim with blood red wine
A sorrowing man, an acquaintance with grief
They sit contemplating the loss of their precious time

There in a weekly ritual marking a rebirth, an end
A dance with darkness, a spilling of mind
The weary write down stories, accounts left unsigned

The moon hangs hidden unseen by the souls in armor
A young girl standing in front of the mirror views another
She laughs at the remarkable roundness of life's design