Lucky Strikes - Luke Doucet

I left a trail of Lucky Strikes on the way up to your room in case the sun went

down, I’d find my way home

Now one and one half years have passed and its time for me to go, yeah

But my the smokes have all been kicked away

I’m blazing a new trail from your cold, cold heart

So I thought about the things you said that I should have done

The list is tall just like the lies you tell

Like: baby you’re one for me and we should settle down

But a fortune cookie’s got more jam

The thing about escape is that you must go all the way

You keep on running till you find a home

I look across the prairies and I’m watching you for days, you’re getting

smaller but you never fade away

I could learn some tricks from you, 'cause your nimble with the cards- it’s true

But I have got some of my own and when I flip my hand the vacancy light dims

and the house is full, it always was

The house was always full