Emily's Song
The seasons used to crawl
Like tired children towards the fall
And days would last a lifetime to me then
And now they seem to sprint
Taking all my years with it
Waiting til I've got nothing to give
Well can I stay just a little bit longer?
So much more of the kingdom to conquer
Swear I'll make this day one for the books
Skin and bones, standing in your doorway
Preacher sings your name on Sunday
No one can outrun the Reaper's looks
And time is all he really took
You run this hollow ground
They lay their flowers all around
Humming lullabies like I'm asleep
'Cus no one really knows
Where all our empty bodies go
It doesn't hurt to pretend and to dream
Well can I stay just a little bit longer?
So much more of the kingdom to conquer
Swear I'll make this day one for the books
Skin and bones, standing in your doorway
Preacher sings your name on Sunday
No one can outrun the Reaper's looks
And time is all he really took
Can I stay just a little bit longer?
So much more of the kingdom to conquer
Can I stay just a little bit longer?
So much more of the kingdom to conquer
Swear I'll make this day one for the books
Skin and bones, standing in your doorway
Preacher sings your name on Sunday
No one can outrun the Reaper's looks
And time is all he really took
Like tired children towards the fall
And days would last a lifetime to me then
And now they seem to sprint
Taking all my years with it
Waiting til I've got nothing to give
Well can I stay just a little bit longer?
So much more of the kingdom to conquer
Swear I'll make this day one for the books
Skin and bones, standing in your doorway
Preacher sings your name on Sunday
No one can outrun the Reaper's looks
And time is all he really took
You run this hollow ground
They lay their flowers all around
Humming lullabies like I'm asleep
'Cus no one really knows
Where all our empty bodies go
It doesn't hurt to pretend and to dream
Well can I stay just a little bit longer?
So much more of the kingdom to conquer
Swear I'll make this day one for the books
Skin and bones, standing in your doorway
Preacher sings your name on Sunday
No one can outrun the Reaper's looks
And time is all he really took
Can I stay just a little bit longer?
So much more of the kingdom to conquer
Can I stay just a little bit longer?
So much more of the kingdom to conquer
Swear I'll make this day one for the books
Skin and bones, standing in your doorway
Preacher sings your name on Sunday
No one can outrun the Reaper's looks
And time is all he really took
Credits
Writer(s): Joni Celeste Fatora, Chris Petrosino, Robert Mccurdy
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