Doing It Right Going Spaceward

When you turned seventeen
You said you'd follow your dream
And be an artist
You've found a comfortable niche
And though you're quite far from rich
Your life has started
Things are starting to click
Then you get very sick
The doc says cancer
Your passion barely pays bills
And you can't pay for the pills
Who has the answer?

Every hour of every day
Is so filled with these
Possibilities
In this life any choice you make
Can go up in flames
Can I win this game?

Am I doing it right
Doing it right?
I gotta put up a fight
Doing it right
Can I buckle down and save my world tonight?
Am I doing it right?