Album: Andrew Mcmahon In The Wilderness (2014)

Lottery Ticket

I guess I'll wait for the words to come,
Can't write another song about being young.
Not me, not now, I'm not that clever.

31 and my voice was shot,
Grew a beard, spent a year at the coffee shop,
You called to say "it's now or never."

Don't fall back now,
Don't fall back now.
We are the fortunate ones.
Pick me up in the parking lot, I've got a good buzz and a lottery ticket.
We are the fortunate ones.
And we don't care if we win or not, got a good buzz and a lottery ticket.

Guess I'll wait for the lightning strike,
Guess I'll pray for rain to make this right,
You've got these eyes that keep me hoping
In the shadows when I doubt myself, I've started to see with the lights out
You called to say "the sky is open"

Don't fall back now, don't fall back now.
We are the fortunate ones.
Pick me up in the parking lot, I've got a good buzz and a lottery ticket.
We are the fortunate ones.
And we don't care if we win or not, got a good buzz and a lottery ticket.

Made it home, barely alive, I was way too f*cked up to drive, to drive.
We are the fortunate ones.
Pick me up in the parking lot, I've got a good buzz and a lottery ticket.
We are the fortunate ones.
And we don't care if we win or not, got a good buzz and a lottery ticket.
Got a good buzz, and a lottery ticket.