Woke up with a question Made some coffee with a grin Future knocking softly Didn’t try to let it in I used to chase the sunrise Like it owed me something new Now I let it try to find me While I list what I can do. Bills still coming Weather still strange World still wobbling On a tilted stage But I ain’t bracing Like I used to do Turns out breathing Is the plan that works best, too I don’t need a perfect forecast Just a little bit of sky If the road bends crooked I’ll just wave as it goes by We’re gonna be alright anyway Even if the clouds don’t part today No crystal ball No grand display Just steady hearts That find their way We’re gonna be alright anyway Not ’cause we control the play But we know how Frankly Spunk knows what to say Through whatever Comes our way I tried to out-think thunder Tried to argue with the rain Found out storms don’t negotiate They just flush the brain So I dance a little sideways When the floor feels thin Life ain’t about the landing It’s about staying in I got scars with good stories And doubts with made-up aim But none of them are bosses They don’t run the final game Energy’s a treasure Spend it kind and slow Joy sneaks in quietly When you let it gladly show Let it rise Let it be Not every wave Needs strategy Some days bloom Without a plan Grace shows up When you loosen your hand I don’t need the map complete You need good shoes I don’t need to win the week You need good news I don’t need a flawless run You need some fun And a little bit of sun We’re gonna be alright anyway Even if tomorrow shifts the frame No frozen script No perfect name Just open hands And room for change We’re gonna be alright anyway Not naïve — just wide awake Small corrections Big heart at play That’s how peace Learns how to stay Nothing’s solved But nothing’s wrong Sometimes the sweetest victory Is carrying on Alright… anyway… Alright… anyway.
