When Things Go Right & Wrong - Original Lyrical Song

Trying to stay on the Middle Way can be tough!

When Things Go Wrong & Right

Backwards, upside down, inside out and twisted
Opaque, snowbound, rained upon and misted
Severed, shattered, crumbled, cracked and crushed and damaged
Beat up, put down, scorned and disadvantaged

Messed up, screwed up, blew it, crashed and choked
Haywire, on the fritz, on fire, burnt up and smoked
Up the creek, looking bleak, a hard place and a rock
Hot mess, under stress, unhinged and unlocked

When you’re goin thru Hell, best to keep on goin
If you’re caught up in the current, you’d better get to rowin
When Springtime comes a-rollin ‘round, it’s time to start in sowin
Feelin you’re not really sure, better start to knowin

When your get up and go has done got up and went
If you’re tied up in a bitter coil of dark-cloud discontent
When you look over your shoulder to see where it was you went
If you’re not right here in the present then your time’s already spent

Rising from the ashes, blooming outward like a rose
In the bag, right as rain, keeping on your toes
Every new decision seems to be right on the nose
And all of life is open to whatever you propose

From cloud nine in seventh heaven there is an ample view
Of possibilities for change and of ways to break on through
Your iron’s in the fire and the sky is looking blue
Strike now while that iron is hot, out with the old in with the new

Absolutely positive, certainly fantastic
Right on, out of sight, freely unfanatic
Keeping loose, chilling out, tranquil and elastic
Being mellow and serene and anything but drastic

Take it easy, stay relaxed and keep a level head
The sailing’s smooth, don’t rock the boat, enjoy your daily bread
No sense in looking back, just focus on what’s up ahead
Choose carefully the seeds you scatter on your flowerbed

Some folks will gladly tell you that the world has gone to hell
And it’s clear that there is quite a lot that’s not been going well
Still it isn’t quite yet time to toll the final knell
Although it’s cracked we still can whack that good old liberty bell

Blow out every candle and curse ensuing night
With hair on fire and omens dire deny the radiant light
What’s the matter now, what in the hell is still not right
Is it all conflict and zero sum that comes down to a fight

Jokers, fools, jesters, clowns spiraling and spinning
On painted ponies racing from the end to the beginning
The carousel goes round and round, the riders tightly clinging
To what they have already lost, as strident bells are ringing

When all’s adrift in chilly mist and heading for a fall
When what was once so grand and great is meaningless and small
And you’re peering out at life from where you stand behind that old eight ball
Let light shine through the cracks of life, illuminating all

When the sun burns off the clouds and shines down on your face
Enjoy that moment fully, for it’s sure to be the case
That changes in the weather are going to take place
Keep your umbrella handy be prepared for what awaits

Things go wrong and things go right, that’s just the way it goes
Seasons change and disarrange the highs, the mids, the lows
Back straight, chin up, walk on tall, but not led by the nose
Beware the thorns but don’t be torn from discovering the rose