The Hand Of Fate We Hold-The Corridors

THE HAND OF FATE WE HOLD We tried to change the world, And in some ways we did And now they say we're old, But I still feel like a kid Some may want what the other one's got Until their soul has been sold And then they find out the glitter was only fool's gold The hand of fate we hold Don't even try to bluff When it's time you gotta fold It's never quite enough Regrets and cigarettes, And shocks to the heart Bets turn into debts, Without risk there is no art We all feel the heat when it's hot And the freeze from the cold Nobody is immune to the end of the road The hand of fate we hold Is how the game begins When the final dice are rolled The dealer always wins Some may want what the other one's got Until their soul has been sold And then they find out the glitter was only fool's gold The hand of fate we hold The hand of fate we hold Gotta play it to the end And when it's time to fold This fragile coil will rend The hand of fate we hold, The hand of fate we hold The hand of fate we hold, The hand of fate we hold Is virtue backed with sin, The hand of fate we hold The hand of fate we hold, It's never quite enough Words & Music Copyright 2017 Gar Francis/Richard X Heyman