Alela Diane Follow

At the end of a day
At the end of the day
A song that I sing is the same
A song that I sing is the same

Then a year has been sung
A year is gone and I'm older
Then I've never been so young anyway
Oh, I've never been so young anyway

Too many left behind
On this circle 'round the sun
But Suzanne, she bought more time
She won a wager with the sky

We are the lucky ones, this time
We are the lucky ones

Setting sun in Arizona
Told the story of beyond
That moon was rising greatness
Over flatlands, over us

Tell me 'bout what has been
Tell me why
Tell me 'bout what has been
Tell me why

Too many left behind
On this circle 'round the sun
But Suzanne she bought more time
She won a wager with the sky

We are the lucky ones, this time
We are the lucky ones

Still there are, there are heavy days about us
They are shards of something lost
But there's white gold in the static
Relentless and charged with magic

There is danger in what we know
There is good, there is good
There is good too

There is good, oh, there is good
There is still good in you
There is good, oh, there is good
There is still good