All The Luck In The World - Sparky
I can't sit still
soaked through and spiralling against my will while forests fall
Sparky is raising hell down the hall
you said sit tight
it's a heavy day so think light
try to breathe right, try to breathe so I count the seconds between the strike and the crack
it's four miles and closing
I'm soaked through and spiralling
but quietly spirited
wide eyed and waiting for lightning
or a second wind to allay my convictions
I can't sit still
each thoughts an offshoot and they fire at will I can't sit still
I keep my eyes closed when they're fit to kill
hell bent to leave no trace of intent
Written by:
BEN JOSEPH CONNOLLY, KELVIN BARR, NEIL FOOT, PAUL WILLIAM WILKINSON
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