Fate's Footfalls

FATE'S FOOTFALLS

I'm on the thirty-five yard line
theball is in my hand
But I trip and fumble first  down
I got a job now suddenly I'm fired
this must be my call
I'm then tackled it's...fates footfalls

I'm running for my life
Seems like I'm forever being chased 
By life misfortune  trying to reach the line of scrimmage
Recieving down yhe field of life to be the winner
Even a field goal would mean much
Running past defensive tackles
What's  the matter life's trying stop my touchdowns
But I run on firm and strong
gonna past those gaols for a touch down
All this bring it on, I'm gonna make it through lifes game
Gonna win that Superbowl ring
And I won't be tackled by fates footfalls

03/7/18

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