Some things we can control
Some things we cannot
Regardless how you pay the toll
Things just get your mind to knot

Telling myself to behave
Like a young faithful knave

One day the sky is sunny
Then the winds would play
so happily, so peacefully
and everything is okay

Telling myself to behave
Like a happy knave

One day the sky is stormy
Then the winds would riot
vausing wreak and catastrophe
and it feels like.. A lot

Telling myself to behave
Like a stronghearted knave

Yet some things we simply just
Cannot control, you see..
No matter how just
You make yourself be

Telling myself to behave
Please tell me how...