Lucky’s Sight Wand

Lost in Lucky's sight
Strangled by the light
There's nothing to look up to
I'm losing track of everything

Must have been what I saw
That turned me into sand
A bag of pollinated daydreams
Smeared across an empty street

I swallow a broken sound
That burns inside my gut
Cross-eyed, I keep falling
Laughing on my way to you

You get all your chores done
Mom and dad will be right back
You do all your artwork
Over again, when they get in

Wandering through your hallway
Fall again on my head
We'll treat you good and proper
Nothing left to pretend

On again, on again, on again, on again
On again, on again, on again, on again
On again, on again, on again, on again
On again, on again, on again, on again
On again, on again, on again, on again
On again, on again, on again, on again
(On again, on again, on again, on again
On again, on again, on again, on again)
On again, on again, on again, on again
On again, on again, on again