Letra Second chances Gregory Alan Isakov

Second chances

All of my heroes sit up straight
They stare at the ground they radiate
Me I'm mumblin in the kitchen, through the sun to pay up
lonely as a ring on an old coffee cup

i'm some sick hound
digging for gold
if it weren't for second chances
we'd all be alone

my hands are some strangers lost in the night
all the waving around in the parking lot light
i waiting in the wings while the trees undress
cupping my ears 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
and my heart is all black i saw something shine
for that part is yours but it might just be mine
i could share with you if you gave me time

i'm all blood and knuckles
longing for home
if it weren't for second chances
we'd all be alone

i'm shot through the head
i'm a black sink hole
it weren't for second chances
we'd all be alone