Lucky One - Young Wonder

Look up, sweet darling

and realize

The clouds have come to greet us, greet us

in our demise

Scrape the fine hair from the nape of your neck

Take a breath, take a breath

Then wail your little lungs out

Don’t stop, hands trembling

and shut those eyes

Just remember fresh blood ran through your viens

a long time

And your heavy soul to the ground it’ll go

And wail it’s little lungs out