The Lucky Ones

The Lucky Ones is a track exclusive to the CD release of My Paper Made Men.

Lyrics
One last chance to say the words we never said

One last dance with you might help me to forget.

There’ll be no mourners slowly trudging through the rain

But we won’t be alone and never will again.

We are the lucky ones in the final days of the dying sun,

Move across the shifting sands

‘cos there’s nothing left to lose.

We are the lucky ones with no regrets

When tomorrow comes.

And I could let it all slip away if I could share this last dance with you.

One last requiem of love straight from my heart

As the seams begin to stretch and pull apart.

Bathe in the memories of all that you have ever seen;

So strange when you face the end

You’re more alive than you’ve ever been.

Isn’t it wonderful, isn’t it beautiful.

We are the lucky ones in the final days of the dying sun,

Move across the shifting sands

‘cos there’s nothing left to lose.

We are the lucky ones with no regrets

When tomorrow comes.

And I could let it all slip away if I could share this last dance with you.

We are the lucky ones

And we don’t know if tomorrow will ever come

We are the lucky ones,

No, no, no, no.

We are the lucky ones in the final days of the dying sun,

Move across the shifting sands

‘cos there’s nothing left to lose.

We are the lucky ones with no regrets

When tomorrow comes.

And I could let it all slip away if I could share this last dance with you.