Good Luck Lyrics - Red Letter Year - Ani Difranco

A throat with a heart in it stuck in traffic 

A ticket and a mind to fly, an alarm clock still drunk and high 

Sanity painted her mask on all the way across town 

A compact frown projected on a retina upside down 

You're an avalanche of detour signs falling off a truck 

Swooning like a boxer that is too dizzy to duck 

Your decisions turn around and make you back and then you're stuck 

And then good luck, good luck, good luck, good luck 

A lock with a key in it that ain't turning 

Smoke filling up behind a door, a fire with the purpose of being ignored 

A body slipping into disease, quietly making that choice 

While the joy drains out of a voice 

You're an avalanche of detour signs falling off a truck 

Swooning like a boxer that is too dizzy to duck 

Your decisions turn around and make you back and then you're stuck 

And then good luck, good luck, good luck, good luck