According To Plan

It's like life imitating life Constantly repeating history until it's blind It's like time only speaks in rhymes Repeating repetition til you're lost inside your mind Was I a terminal distraction Or just a chemical reaction Or is it chance or is it fate Was I just standing in your way I find it hard to understand How you love this ordinary man And so extraordinarily Maybe it's all unraveling according to plan It's like life imitating life Constantly revolving round the tips of sharpened knives It's like time draws a crooked line Repeating shapes and patterns til it just can't be defined Is it a critical invention Or just fulfilling it's intention Or is it chance or is it fate Or are we simply meant to wait I find it hard to understand Yeah that it's all left up to chance And so arbitrarily But if she sees something in me It must be life imitating life Manipulating varying degrees of wrong and right I guess it might just possibly May be all unraveling according to plan