Count yourself lucky, one two three four five Six seven times, the sky set my hair on fire Made an enemy of Zeus long before your time Standing in the open, far away from life And I see you back away I see the light go grey Something in my bones completes the circuit of these days And I just keep on rising from the grave Count yourself lucky, one two three four five Six seven eight times, the skies come down for my life Tell me 'bout your troubles, man, I'll tell you mine Get ready to ascend in the Elysian lights It's coming down for me But life goes on, you'll see Something in my bones completes the circuit of these days And I just keep on rising from the grave