Days Are Darker (feat. Stephen Gerard Kelly)
Dying light, take my hands
And run them through
We'll make oceans from the wells in the earth
Take the poison from my tongue
And syphon it in your blood, in your blood
Looming dark, take the love that's been promised and run away
Let's run away
So where will I go when the time comes
Lord only knows who cares
Days are darker earlier now
And I can feel the blackness coming right over me
Learn to see without the sun
You'll thank me later when God comes 'round to pick up debris
Load me up on consequence
A failing shadow's out to see
How I did not prepare for this
Covers all of what's in front of me
I feel the salt, deep
Nothing where I sit
I miss the soft, sweet
Taste of your lips
I saw the line, drawn
Over my face
It turns into awful and formless shape
It stays
Days are darker earlier now
And I can feel the blackness coming right over me
Learn to see without the sun
You'll thank me later when God comes 'round to pick up debris
Stuck in terminal conflict
A marionette
Tucked in underneath rubble
This can't be it
Days are darker earlier now
And I can feel the blackness coming right over me, over me
I've learned to see without the sun
You'll thank me later when God comes 'round to pick up debris
Oh, there's nothing left here
So take all my fears
And drown them out with the light
The bells are screaming in my ears
They say I've wasted my life
And run them through
We'll make oceans from the wells in the earth
Take the poison from my tongue
And syphon it in your blood, in your blood
Looming dark, take the love that's been promised and run away
Let's run away
So where will I go when the time comes
Lord only knows who cares
Days are darker earlier now
And I can feel the blackness coming right over me
Learn to see without the sun
You'll thank me later when God comes 'round to pick up debris
Load me up on consequence
A failing shadow's out to see
How I did not prepare for this
Covers all of what's in front of me
I feel the salt, deep
Nothing where I sit
I miss the soft, sweet
Taste of your lips
I saw the line, drawn
Over my face
It turns into awful and formless shape
It stays
Days are darker earlier now
And I can feel the blackness coming right over me
Learn to see without the sun
You'll thank me later when God comes 'round to pick up debris
Stuck in terminal conflict
A marionette
Tucked in underneath rubble
This can't be it
Days are darker earlier now
And I can feel the blackness coming right over me, over me
I've learned to see without the sun
You'll thank me later when God comes 'round to pick up debris
Oh, there's nothing left here
So take all my fears
And drown them out with the light
The bells are screaming in my ears
They say I've wasted my life
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Singh
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