Perfect Situation


When I'm hammered,
I'm left enamored
And content
With the Fate
Lady luck's prescribed.

Though we never
Will land together,
We're fledglings
With new wings
To take to the sky.

I ponder your passion
To pursue aspirations
And wonder what magic
You'll perform upon nations

And I speculate the odds
Given a perfect situation
In a parallel universe
If I'd rise to the occasion.