This is a song about how young we used to be, and how much freedom a lack of foresight brought. I chose well, back then. Did you?
About the making of Blessed Serendipity
Blind to consequence
Filled with expectations
Each day a feast of possibility
Playing free
In seemingly
endless summers
Ignorance is bliss
Careless youth
Floats through life
On summer winds
Of happy thoughts
Loving, caring, guarding hands
They’ll never see
Blessed serendipity
A wondrous world awaits
Static anticipation
Untainted souls
Set out, reshape
Uncharted destinies
Unbound hearts and minds
Unknowingly decide
What tomorrow brings
