Design or Coincidence

We may rise or we may fall
We stand to win or we may lose it all

Like in a film you never know
When the gun is loaded
It's like a Russian roulette
There can be no rhyme nor reason
It's just a sequence of random events

We want to escape a million times
The knot is too strong, the strings are tight
It's not the first time
And truth be told:
We're repeating the cycle of old

We may rise or we may fall
We stand to win or we may lose it all
Some hearts find response, others are in flames
Some are truly free, others are in chains

Do we see a sequence of random events
Or are there patterns
Giving us a sense of permanence?
Is it by design od by coincidence?

We want to escape a million times
The knot is too strong, the strings are tight
It's not the first time
And truth be told:
We're repeating the cycle of old

We may rise or we may fall
We stand to win or we may lose it all
Some hearts find reponse, others are in flames
Some are truly free, others are in chains