Píseň: The Days

Interpret:
Patrick Wolf
Album:
Lupercalia
I see the steeple and
Trace to the Spire
And the sun set
Deep in regret
Phoenix in final fire
And the time stops
Rush hour traffic
Slows and my heart
Starts beating this
Dark through old
Flesh and cold Bone
And I long to be carried
On just once to be lifted
Strong out of the loneliness
And the emptiness
Of the Days


I had your love once
Seized my body whole
And in our first dance
I thought by chance
God had matched my soul
But time bought its travelling
its distance and solitude
and in that travelling
My self damaging
I took my love
Far Far from you
But now don’t you
Long to be carried on
Just once I could lift you strong
Out of the loneliness
And the emptiness
Of the days


Passing days


Tell me
Have we gone too far
Or did we get too close?
You’ve no father
I’ve no son
But when we come ghost
I promise I will meet you
I will meet you


At the end of
The Days