Good Luck - Broken Bells

Yeah, the face

The face of evil is on the news tonight

We see the darkness over light

But have we really ever lived in better times?

Hey, strange, they say we’re coming to the end of the line

But is there still a chance to change your mind?

Or have all the colors turned to black and white?

I had another dream, I had another life

No one saw the blood on my hands

When I woke, I was there alone

Where will it end?

After the twilight, always a sunrise

But the blood of morning comes from small arms fire

Ignore the deadline, there’s no divine right

Enter the gods and all the sacred signs

At the end of your line

Good luck

My friend

In time

It ends

In time

Dead lamb

My heart

Your hands

Good luck

My friend

Hand tied

It ends

Hand tied

Dead lamb

My heart

Your hands