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...