Tragedy can be measured
by the amount of happiness taken away
Elusion is our only protection
As we fall victim to its prey
So when I've reached a fork in life's road
and the choices are many or few.
I follow the one that leads away from misfortune
That’s all I can really do
When life is good
You have to hold it in your hand
You have to close your eyes
You have to breathe it in!
Happiness may end
While tragedy begins
Today is the beginning
Is tomorrow the end?
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