If you were to know the future
Would you still follow through
Losing, dying, falling, still trying?
Or would you be willing to face it
Embrace the pain, accept the stain
What if the future does not shine
If one sees a path following a line
Straight on to disaster or tragedy
Does it matter to know if you let it be
And accept all that you are given
For you know, in the end
You'll be either forsaken
Or be forgiven?
