There's a magical sound. Sliding over the ground. Making it shiver and shake. And a permanent cry. Falling out of the sky. Slippery and sly like a snake.
The sun comes up. The world goes round and round. There's no bad luck, its. Just the luck you found. You steal away. Into a lonesome sun. Another day.
You were always there. . The sun comes up. The world goes round and round. Theres no bad luck, its. Just the luck you found. You steal away. Into a lonesome sun.