i see the prison, i see the night
i see the prisoner who's crying his life
and sometimes i think when i fall asleep
where does luck go? to you? to me?
i see scars that never heal
i see a wanderer who sleeps under the rain
and sometimes i think when i fall asleep
where does luck go? to you? to me?
i see a man with a lost heart
who drinks so that he doesn't see who he has become
and sometimes i think when i fall asleep
where does luck go? to you? to me?
i see cities whose homes
one day crumbled in war for no reason
and sometimes i think when i fall asleep
where does luck go? to you? to me?