Happening Street

This thing we thought was inevitable
Just ain’t happening

All the fears we’ve been fermenting
Just ain’t happening

All the scenarios we conjured up
Just ain't happening

Things happen for a reason,
Yeah right …

Good, bad, and indifferent
A roll of the bouncing dice

There be no logic in play here
So we have to adapt on the fly

Dance with happenstance
And embrace Fate's randomness