One of my favourite songs, relevant for the mood and of course relevant for this thread:
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
and life's like an hourglass glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
and breathe,
just breathe.
Oh, breathe,
just breathe.
And as always, remember: the universe is unfolding exactly as it means to.
(Bonus marks if you can figure out what the two censored words are in the second verse without looking them up!)