Gregory Alan Isakov - Second Chances lyrics

All of my heroes sit up straight
They stare at the ground they radiate

Me, I'm mumbling in the kitchen for
The sun to pay up
Lonely as a ring on a cold coffee cup
I'm some sick hound digging for bones
If it weren't for second chances
We'd all be alone

My hands they were strangers
Lost in the night
They're waving around in the dusty light
I'm waiting in the wings
While the trees undress
Cupping my ear to hear the wind confess
I'm a ghost in the garden scaring the crows
If it weren't for second chances
We'd all be alone

I'm running from nothing
No thoughts in my mind
Oh my heart was all black
But, I saw something shine
Thought that part was yours
But it might just be mine
I could share it with you
If you gave me the time
I'm all bloody knuckles, longing for home
If it weren't for second chances
We'd all be alone

I'm a shot through the dark
I'm a black sinkhole
If it weren't for second chances
We'd all be alone