Besedila: Josh Joplin Group. Lucky.

Cross the line and erase any doubt
You walk the carpet until you wear it out
Listening to songs tearing at your heart
With every box you pack, you feel like you could start

Crying at the feet of an angel
That offers no mercy
Standing like a statue through the ages
And you're on your knees

Sometimes you feel lucky
Sometimes you feel lucky
Sometimes you feel lucky
You still believe

Looking in the mirror and staring past yourself
Everyone is helpful but no one's any help
And just like a ghost that floats above the floors
You glide down the hallway through the automatic doors

These streets pretend to be an old friend
Familiar and knowing
You have nothing else in common
Save for where you're going

Sometimes you feel lucky
Sometimes you feel lucky
Sometimes you feel lucky
You still believe

Say goodbye to the last guest leaving
And the room is empty
Sometimes you just want to scream
Till you break down gently

And now it's years from then, so little's ever said
To remind us of the age, to bring back the dead
Memory is a funny thing, what it chooses to forget
The evidence of lives we've lived, ones we haven't yet

Sometimes you feel lucky
Sometimes you feel lucky
Sometimes you feel lucky
You still believe

You still believe you feel lucky
You still believe you feel lucky
You still believe you feel lucky
You still believe you feel lucky

Cross the line and erase any doubt