Two Hundred And Twenty Six Days lyrics
by The Ghost of Paul Revere
Two hundred and twenty-six days or eight weeks
That's what the fortune-teller gave me
And all that's left, together in silence
That's what she gave me
A figure-eight
She's lying awake on the bathroom floor
All I take
Leaves me prying at the closing doors
Wordless space
Somewhere north of nothing anymore, more
Two hundred and twenty-six days
Forget the fragments that you made
All that's left
Togethеr in togetherness
That's what shе gave me
A figure-eight
She's lying awake on the bathroom floor
All I take
Leaves me prying at the closing doors
Wordless space
Somewhere north of nothing anymore, more
To wonder and count the ways in which a fate speaks
The gypsy smiled at the cards before me
And all that's left
Together in loneliness
Yeah that's what she gave us
A figure-eight
She's lying awake on the bathroom floor
All I take
Leaves me prying at the closing doors
Wordless space
Somewhere north of nothing anymore, more