Thrown

I am a lucky man
glass of wine in my hand
willfully walk away
enjoy your Saturday

out here on the lawn
the sun's already gone

(...)
I am a better man
but time made me younger then

these cars go by too fast
to make these evenings last

I have always known
you land where youve been thrown
make that house your home
Im a lucky guy
these sidewalks and the sky
is all that fills my eyes
is all that burns my eyes

how have I stayed so long
in this state where I dont belong
(?)
the morning had just begun

these cars go by too fast
to make these evenings last

I have always known
you land where youve been thrown
make that house your home
Im a lucky guy
these sidewalks and the sky
is all that fills my eyes
is all that burns my eyes
yeah, is all that burns my eyes...