The Luckiest

I’ve heard it said that song lyrics are “poetry with a limp,” and that’s certainly true of the following lyrics.  If you’re unfamiliar with the melody, you’re going to have a hard time getting the groove, so it might work best to try to read them as prose.

Either way, I’m sorry to have to break it to Mr. Folds, but I am the luckiest.  (Let’s hope that each of you want to challenge me on that count.)

The Luckiest – Ben Folds

Now, I don’t get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it every day
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

What if I’d been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I’d be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a wide sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you

Next door there’s an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife–she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
I’m sorry, I know that’s a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

One thought on “The Luckiest

  1. My daughter introduced me to this song and Ben Folds a couple years ago (when she fell in love with a boy for the first time). Just this summer we saw Folds in concert with John Mayer. For various reasons, having a wonderful daughter notwithstanding, I’d have to argue and say that I’M the luckiest.

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