Miraculous Songtext
von Parlour Steps

You know how likely it is
To be anyone at all
In the chances
We fall for this
Love to fall

There is more or nothing
Than a definite something
Lots of darkness and chaos

By the light of this outside chance
We are miraculous
By the luck of this happenstance
You and me
Miraculous


We′ve been so reckless
With our outside chances
If God has sense of humor
She's got crude temper

The house sides I′ve stacked
Against modern romance
We are the lucky bastards in this
Dark, dark matter

And the odds are stacked against
And the chances seem kinda slim
And it doesn't mean anything
And it doesn't mean anything

You and I
You and I
You and I