Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Passing Days, artist - Elway. Album song Delusions, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 09.05.2011
Record label: Red Scare
Song language: English
Passing Days |
Smoking cinders settle in an ashtray |
In a dingy bar where romances are born |
The sound of Denver seeping from the jukebox |
But no country road could ever take us home |
She speaks like raging tides against the coastline |
I’m rendered ragged by things that she might know |
The whiskey and this feeling bring me back to better times |
Let it go let it go let it go |
Wait you remind me of someone I used to love |
The way she revived me |
But that was so long ago |
And now the passing days on the outside feel gray |
And it never ever rains |
The city is burning right now I’m dying |
It’s hard to wash your hands clean |
Of these dying days |
Sweaty palmed I swallow down my cocktail |
Like the things I feel but know I shouldn’t say |
Every morning I awake to my sighs of reassurance |
It’s okay it’s okay it’s okay |
Wait you remind me of someone I used to love |
The way she revived me |
But that was so long ago |
And now the passing days on the outside feel gray |
And it never ever rains |
The city is burning right now I’m dying |
It’s hard to wash your hands clean |
Of these dying days |
Well there I go digging graves for every single pretty girl |
Pretty soon they’ll be no more left to move |
And I’ll be filling holes with a longing in my soul |
If it’s not one of those things I tend to lose |
Now the passing days on the outside feel gray |
And it never ever rains |
The city is burning right now I’m dying |
It’s hard to wash your hands clean |