Young Wonder - Lucky One

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