Second Chances

All of my heroes sit up straight They stare at the ground They radiate Me, I'm mumbling in the kitchen for the sun to pay up Lonely is a ring on a cold coffee cup I'm some sick hound Digging for bones If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone My hands they were strangers lost in the night They're waving around in the dusty light I'm waiting in the wings while the trees undress Cupping my ear to hear the wind confess I'm a ghost in the garden Scaring the crows If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone I'm running from nothing, no thoughts in my mind Oh my heart was all black But I saw something shine Thought that part was yours, but it might just be mine I could share it with you, if you gave me the time I'm all bloody knuckles, longing for home If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone I'm a shot through the dark I'm a black sinkhole If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone

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