We meet crossroads everyday
Decisions that determine outcomes
The heroes want to pick the right one
Those of us who would do what we can for a troubled fellow man
If given worser circumstances we’d delight in the function of our hands
Because anxiety cannot control our circumstances if we find reason to rejoice
gratefulness cannot exist at the precise moment I’m paranoid
Cast your worries at His feet
Silly children, you and me
My antidote is growing in infamy
The exact wishes of the enemy
Brothers and sisters I know a direction
I changed my life and credit divine intervention