Well we wasted all our youth on these dreams that don’t come true

Yeah we wasted all the things we wanted to

Basking in the afterglow of trust, restless hearts and teenage lust

The world was ours to lose to the dealer’s hand

But we, oh we were the lucky ones

But I guess you miss the things you lose when you’re young

With the echos of our youth still ringing in our ears

You fall into the factory and disappear

Waiting on a day that never comes, when you are gonna be someone

But you don’t play guitar much these days

All the songs sound the same anyway

But we, oh we were the lucky ones

But I guess you miss the things you lose when you’re young

But we, oh we, we were the lucky ones

Another warm, wasted summer night when we were young, when we were young

We wore faded screen print t-shirts of our favourite 90’s bands

And girls slipped like water through our hands

But we, oh we were the lucky ones

But I guess you miss the things you lose when you’re young

But we, oh we, we were the lucky ones

Yeah we, we were the lucky ones

 

words and music by Christopher Moody

 

Lucky Ones