Oh, fortune
Bring fortune
To spare
Time's passing
And we're worsing
For wear
Aching for breathable air
Oh, my God, it's killing me
Oh, chances
Oh, forces
Of luck
Fields arid
Windows boarded
Enough
Lord, let those skies open up
Powers that be, forsaken me
Oh, choices
Bring voices
Resound
Please be merry
When I am buried
In the ground
Nice to have the kids around
Oh, my God, it's killing me