Land Of Poor Chance

It ain’t exactly my money we’re wasting here
It’s quite clear the ship that we’re sailing
Has steered clear of any safety near
You jumped with joy but didn’t like your fall
So when you got your points you lost it all

Well, the facts are in
And so did you win?
And when the chandelier dream cost numbers
You hung out with Christ for a while

I’ve spoken clearly to nearly every sir
That has given me chance
But I'm not too keen on being clear
Like a son’s wish is shone
On the shoeshine dream when you wished it well
And then you told it that you only walked forward
Or is it only time who tells?