Lucky
By Matt Vossler
At the end of an age
Is it lucky to be here?
On razor`s edge
Must admit I have fear
The bees, they are leaving
The signs are not good
They say keep believing
I know that I should
Can we keep taking rope?
Ignore every sign?
Where there`s life there is hope
But I`ve lost some of mine
Repeated in time
Have we been here before?
I think yes, but who knows?
And who`s keeping the score?
At the end of an age
Is it lucky to be here?
On razor`s edge
Must admit I have fear