"These Are The Days" lyrics
These are the days of a life ever after
Flown by the wind to this howling disaster
From the heart of the sun we were born, now we burn
These are the days
These are the days of the Lost Generation
Scorned to be told empty words of frustration
The hand never finds weird eyes that deny
These are the days
These are the days when no mouth has the answer
Lies to be sworn with no proof, only chances
Headless we're bound on this lost roundabout
These are the days
These are the days where the rhyme has no meaning
Dark is the cloud but no rain to believe in
Like an old lullaby, we still sing out of time
These are the days
These are the days that we mourn without laughter
Woke to be sold, there's no joy, only anger
Fools will be crowned, well it's all held to clowns
These are the days
These are the days with no love, only bleeding
Hearts made of stone that cut without feeling
Heaven's a cloud of reach, never found
These are the days
Born without sin
The light, it begins
Hell is this crown
We walk with the crowd
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days of a life ever after
Flown by the wind to this howling disaster
In the heart of the sun we were born, now we burn
These are the days
Flown by the wind to this howling disaster
From the heart of the sun we were born, now we burn
These are the days
These are the days of the Lost Generation
Scorned to be told empty words of frustration
The hand never finds weird eyes that deny
These are the days
These are the days when no mouth has the answer
Lies to be sworn with no proof, only chances
Headless we're bound on this lost roundabout
These are the days
These are the days where the rhyme has no meaning
Dark is the cloud but no rain to believe in
Like an old lullaby, we still sing out of time
These are the days
These are the days that we mourn without laughter
Woke to be sold, there's no joy, only anger
Fools will be crowned, well it's all held to clowns
These are the days
These are the days with no love, only bleeding
Hearts made of stone that cut without feeling
Heaven's a cloud of reach, never found
These are the days
Born without sin
The light, it begins
Hell is this crown
We walk with the crowd
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days of a life ever after
Flown by the wind to this howling disaster
In the heart of the sun we were born, now we burn
These are the days
Writer(s): Bridget Regan, Matthew Hensley, Nathen Maxwell, David R King, Dennis Casey
