Counting Down

I’m counting down from hundred
Trying to avoid all of my unlucky numbers
Hiding in the row
While the tap is dripping, predicting what will be
Uneven numbers scare me, the even set me free
It’s funny when you think about it
How coincidence rules
It’s funny when you think about your life
You could have another fate
You could be another place
If you turned right, you turn left
Or if you just walked out ahead
I’m counting all the crooked cracks, running through my floor
Like tiny canyons showing me how to find your door
While a bell is counting out what destiny will say
More than eight I’ll call you, less I call it a day
It’s funny when you think about it
How coincidence rules
It’s funny when you think about your life
You could have another fate
You could be another place
If you turned right, you turn left
Or if you just walked out ahead
If I had never met you
Surely I’d be someone else
Less I’m good, less I’m bad
Less the strangest love I ever had
Just think about, think about it
You could have another fate
You could have another fate
Counting down from hundred, counting down
It’s funny when you think about it
How coincidence rules
It’s funny when you think about your life