Let the chips fall,
We're cutting down a tree.
But only to build a bridge
made of electricity.

It's connecting you and me,
to a future we can't see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be will be.

The light that shines inside us
is directing you to me.

Fate is in auto-pilot and it flies in stealth
the beauty of surrender
is a new abundant wealth.

To hell with always asking why
instead I'm asking how.

How do we embrace destiny
and focus on the now?

The answer is inside us,
We knew it all along.

Let's sing it from the rooftops
and embrace the world in song.