Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Last Days Of Rome, artist - Daytrader. Album song Last Days Of Rome, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 09.03.2011
Record label: Run For Cover
Song language: English
Last Days Of Rome |
| These days are on fire |
| These days are on fire |
| In the last days of Rome |
| We live under a hanging cloud |
| And we come up short but these roads take us anywhere past |
| Words screamed from atop a precipice to a waiting populace |
| These days are on fire |
| These days are on fire |
| In the last days of Rome (all I see is badlands) |
| We live under a hanging cloud |
| Past the badlands past the blight there is a spot of good fortune |
| These days won’t mean a thing past |
| (Grab the plowshares. Turn them to swords) |
| Past the badlands |
| Past the blight |
| Still breathing after the worst has left us |
| These days never meant a thing |
| And we come up short |
| But we come up with something |
| At least so far |