Patrick Wolf - The Days Lyrics
The days, passing daysI see the steeple and trace to the spireAnd the sunsetDeepening redPhoenix and the fireflyAnd the time stopsRush hour traffic slowsAnd my heart starts beating this darkThrough old flesh and cold bonesAnd I long to be carried onJust once to be lifted strongOut of the loneliness and the emptinessOf the daysDays, passing daysThe days I rememberI had your love onceSeized my body wholeAnd our first danceWell, I thought by chanceGod had matched my soulBut time bought it's travelingThis distance and solitudeAnd in that traveling, myself damagingI took my love far, far from youBut don't you still long to be carried on?Once more I could lift you strongOut of the loneliness and the emptinessOf the daysPassing daysPassing daysDaysNow tell meHave we gone too far or did we get too close?Forgive me, Father, I've no son, here come, ghostI promise I'll meet youI'll meet you at the end of the daysThe days, passing daysWon't you meet me at the end of the days?
