| Predestination, not a thing that you’d plan | 
| Misunderstanding, or a line in the sand | 
| Thunder & lightning, did God have a hand | 
| Wasn’t it frightening, wasn’t it sad | 
| Would it have mattered, it the timing was bad | 
| Something surprising, or nothing so sad | 
| A night at the Wiskey, or was I just mad | 
| Was it intended, why was I so glad | 
| Was it so lovely, did it seem real | 
| Was there a purpose, I just can’t tell you | 
| It was always darkness, time was never on your side | 
| That’s the rock of ages, and I could tell you why | 
| I’d talk about the daytime, and tell you 'bout the night | 
| You’ll have to live in darkness to get some piece of mind | 
| Don’t try to make the darkness bright, night will always dim the light | 
| Something is a happening, nothing ain’t right | 
| I’ve been a waiting, a waiting all night | 
| Is it on purpose, who know if you might | 
| I’m biting my nails, right through to the bone | 
| I seem to be dripping my blood on the phone | 
| It was always darkness, time was never on your side | 
| That’s the rock of ages, and I could tell you why | 
| I’d talk about the daytime, and tell you 'bout the night | 
| You’ll have to live in darkness to get some piece of mind | 
| Don’t try to make the darkness bright, night will always dim the light | 
| If I could tell you I might as well | 
| If it was heard, the honest word | 
| But you should know, like no one knows | 
| The words, just can’t be heard | 
| Now it don’t matter, it’s too late to care | 
| It’s something you’d saviour, leave up in the air | 
| You can’t criticise it, it wouldn’t be fair | 
| You couldn’t do that, you’d be such a bore | 
| It’s only the thinking, that altered the score | 
| It was always darkness, time was never on your side | 
| That’s the rock of ages, and I could tell you why | 
| I’d talk about the daytime, and tell you 'bout the night | 
| You’ll have to live in darkness to get some piece of mind | 
| Don’t try to make the darkness bright, night will always dim the light |