I keep moving into myself

I keep all my hate to myself

I keep the polaroids of my hell

I keep all my hope to myself

Days when life does man a favor

Days when everything glows

Days when luck is handed over

Still my eyes are closed

Days when life just grabs your shoulder

Days when everything flow

Luck has found its rightful owner

Still my eyes are closed..

I know that your eyes are on fire

I know that your ears are on me

And because my thinking is quiet

I'm the calm and deep blue sea

Days when life does man a favor...

Days when life just grabs your shoulder