These days lyrics
by Jack Conte
These days shakes are law, and calm is exceptional (but at least nonzero). Dark eyed bags, those trash cans full of paranoia feasting on me
These days I'm soaked in gratitude. These days, every day is a day
Bury expectation. Dig up every bone of hope that's left. From sunrise to sunset is all that matters. It's all that matters
I'm so impatient! I'm f*cking waiting for nothing! NOTHING'S COMING!
These days time dries slow on a clothes line stretched with hope
Bury numbers and batteries. Dig up any flesh that's left. From sunrise to sunset let's be lifted. Let's be lifted!