Chance is your god
Though you're falling free you will land hard

From attraction and affection
Cover of perfection
Failure beyond texture to a painful lesson
Everything that was from the start wasn't from the heart

I think there is a song out there to describe just about any situation.

Her close friends have gathered.
Lord, ain't it a shame
Grieving together
Sharing the blame.
But when she was dying
Lord, we let her down.
There's no use cryin'
It can't help her now.

The party's all over
Drink up and go home.
It's too late to love her
And leave her alone.

Just say she was someone
Lord, so far from home
Whose life was so lonesome
She died all alone
Who dreamed pretty dreams
That never came true
Lord, why was she born
So black and blue?
Oh, why was she born
So black and blue?

Epitaph (Black And Blue)
Written by: Kris Kristofferson
Note: "Epitaph" is about Janis Joplin.

Where it all ends I can't fathom, my friends.
If I knew, I might toss out my anchor.

All you need is love.