Monday Mornings (The)
Swallow Down the Days
when we needed goodbyesthey were always on their waywhen we needed to findhours filling up the daythey were always on their waywhen we talked about our livesyou'd look at me and say'do you learn anything at all, do you learn anything at all?'except that i won't be coming backwhen we needed the timeit was always on its waywhen we needed the eyesto see ourselves each other's prizethey were always on its waywhen we talked about our livesyou'd look at me and say'do you learn anything at all, do you learn anything at all?'except that i won\'t be coming backi am not an anchorthough i wish that i wereLetras de cancionesi would stop the sighing oceanfrom waving us in motionfrom the times we breathe our breathto the emptiness of deathand return a second's gazefrom the heaviness of days and days and daysfree the aged from corruption,children from disruptionseconds of contentmentfrom the rocks below the treesand the burning in your kneessinging to the breezethe inescapable disease of the fucking time piecethat will let you swallow down the days and daysdays, days, endless days when we needed goodbyewhen we needed goodbyewhen we needed goodbyethey always were late
From Letras Mania