So many years the last time I knew
The smell of your hair, the way that you move
A crack in the glass would kill me at last
If I were a luckier man
My hearing's no good, fingers grown old
Too numb to feel, too tired to hold
But here in my chair I'll soon feel your stare
If I were a luckier man
I waste eternity watching the walls
And wait for my luck to change
With open eyes I compromise
Watching every moment escape
And so I persist, and still I remain
A part of you once, that will never change
But a star's gravity could bring you to me
If I were a luckier man
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