Soundtrack of my life

Patrick Wolf - The days

The days

Passing days

I see the steeple

And trace to the spire

And the sunset

Deep in regret

Phoenix in final fire

And the time stops

Rush hour traffic slows

And my heart starts

Beating this dark

Through old flesh and cold bones

And I long to be carried on

Just once to be lifted strong

Out of the loneliness

And the emptiness

Of the days

Days

Passing days

Days

I remember I had your love once

Siezed my body whole

And in our first dance

I thought by chance

God had matched my soul

But time brought its travelling

This distance and solitudes

And in that travelling

My self damaging

I took my love far, far from you

But don't you

Still long to be carried on

Once more I could lift you strong

Out of the loneliness

And the empiness

Of the days

Passing days

Passing days

Days

Tell me

Have we gone too far?

Or did we get too close?

You've no father

I've no son

But we come ghost

I promise I will meet you, I'll meet you

At the end of the days

The days

Passing days

Won't you meet me at the end of the days?