A Stroke Of Luck - Garbage

Hanging by threads of palest silver

I could have stayed that way forever

Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me

Nothing could ever seem to touch me

I lose what I love most

Did you know I was lost until you found me?

A stroke of luck or a gift from God?

The hand of fate or devil’s claws?

From below or saints above?

You came to me

Here comes the cold again

I feel it closing in

It’s falling down and all around me

Falling

You say that you’ll be there to catch me

Or will you only try to trap me?

These are the rules I make

Our chains were meant to break, you’ll never change me

Here comes the cold again

I feel it closing in

You’re falling down and all around me

Falling

Stroke of luck or a gift from God?

Hand of fate or devil’s claws?

From below or saints above?

You come to me now

Don’t ask me why

Don’t even try

A stroke of luck or a gift from God?

The hand of fate or devil’s claws?

From below or saints above?

You came to me

Here comes the cold again

I feel it closing in

It’s falling down and all around me

Falling

Falling, falling

Falling, falling

Falling, falling