Alba s touto skladbou:
Poor Boy / Lucky Man,
Just like a distant thunder
My conscience is rolling in the back of my head
But your lips keep riding on in the darkness
Our guns on the floor,
near the makeup and clothes that we shed
We both trail our own paths
But the grass has worn out our parting ways
And I used to think I rode with the devil
But I'm left on my own,
even he hasn’t shown up these days
Don’t cry my latest sin
I don’t buy that (self)righteous being
Calm your worried soul
The demons and angels left us here all alone
Much like crickets at the sunrise
My guilt is fading in the depth of my chest
Your empire is brought down around us
But we're pressed on the wall
and don’t care 'bout the fall of the rest.
I pray you find your old path
But mine was lost so long ago
They say old roads were built on old rivers
Maybe that’s why I'm lost,
'cause I can't carry on with the flow
Don’t cry my latest sin
I don’t buy that (self)righteous being
Calm your worried soul
The demons and angels left us here all alone
