Buffalo Tom — Thrown

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I am a lucky man
Glass of wine in my hand
Willfully walk away
Enjoy your Saturday

Out here on the lawn
The sun’s already gone
I am a better man
But time made me younger then

These cars go by too fast
To make these evenings last
I have always known
You land where youve been thrown

Make that house your home
Im a lucky guy
These sidewalks and the sky
Is all that fills my eyes

Is all that burns my eyes
How have I stayed so long
In this state where I dont belong
The morning had just begun

These cars go by too fast
To make these evenings last
I have always known
You land where youve been thrown

Make that house your home
Im a lucky guy
These sidewalks and the sky

Is all that fills my eyes
Is all that burns my eyes
Yeah, is all that burns my eyes…