Lucky Jerk

Sit my side, where everyone, keeps on going around the sun,
In their same old shoes…
The march in every street of love, keeps you awake in the dark,
See you on my sleeps.
The lights will tell you everything, how you could have ever been,
Stranger than you are…
Lucky as a bird, flying through the trees they hide the words,
Oh, where you heading, and where you die, all alone or in your house, again.
The less I cry the more I stay, here’s my heart, don’t hesitate.
Swallowed down, it’s broke.
My hands are like a broken man’s, in my heart for ever since,
Stranger than I was…
Lucky as a bird, flyin' through the tree’s, they hide the words.
Oh where you heading, and where you die, all alone or in your house.
Its worth. Yeah.