Isn't it brilliant, how things work together for
good?
One day, you wake up, considering of giving up,
Accepting the fact that it is all that there is,
That's all you can do and give, and hope has now
nothing to do with it.
But then, all things work together for good.
Not realizing that everything's working the way
they should.
You were lonely, but you've got books that took
you into places,
And accompanied you as you swam into
different, hillarious, and wonderful lives.
Reading 'em somehow brought joy in your
knackered soul.
All things work together for good.
You were giving up, though every morning, you've
got to open up you're eyes
And brought bliss to the universe, cause you still
got to see the wonders and warmth it bestows.
You kept yourself in the dark, but then, the stars
seem to symphatize
Twinkling and shinning, whispering deep in your
heart, "you've got us child, you're one of us."
All things work together for good.
You were sick of living, but life was never sick of
you.
Life seems to be hateful to those who adopt it, but
it's not-
It is working the way it should.
Things seem to be unfair, and still, you have all
your teeth together, atleast most of them.
See? Things work together for good.
Life's got ups and downs, thats for sure.
What's uncertain is until when you'll be in those
phases.
Most of us tend to to let go, whether in ups or
downs,
All because our perspective's too short to see
what is coming and how wonderful it will be.
All because our complaints matter so much, that
we can't appreciate the little things that keeps
us alive.
