William Bowden - Days Past lyrics

[Solo] Thank you for days past And for every day yet to come Thank you for this day, thank you for days past And for every day yet to come Thank you for this day, thank you for days past And for every day yet to come Thank you for this day, thank you for days past And for every day yet to come They wandered over d** and alcohol With the memory of what it's like to really have a soul Opposite sides of the track, same suburb Strangers turned friends, then saviours turned lovers And he scared her a little bit Never did quite understand too clear her fear of the intimate But she scared him a little more Been searching for so long, afraid he might have found what he was looking for She wasn't sure at first Cause she's learnt that when you play with fire that you might get burnt But somewhere between the cigarettes and late night TV She found a reason to believe in what might be It's like hazel-eyed thinkers seek shelter from the storm Clever brunette likes to read and stay awake until the break of dawn Just a mother's son and a father's daughter Tryna build some paradise within a life of disorder And it got deep, he was living for that couple of minutes After they kissed and he could still taste her lips on his But this is all just a little bit much for me How'd some drunken fun turn into a love story? [Solo] Ain't it funny how time flies? A few months can feel like a lifetime So caught up in the game, he don't even realise That he's watching from the sideline, complacency's taking it's toll Now each day that fades, watch the flame turn cold They never fight, too afraid of what might get said Instead, silence, screaming for help under a breath Sharing a cold bed and some silent phone calls It's scary how quickly the rise can turn to fall Until the day arrived ("I don't really know how to say this but...") took it with a smile But on the inside his world turned black Moments running through his mind And if he could, then he'd take it all back Now he can't sleep, but stays awake, dreams of better days When he wrote her love letters and the weather didn't seem so great Business as usual, her coping mechanism Finds comfort in the fact that others still find her beautiful And as the seconds turn minutes, turn days, turns weeks Lovers revert to strangers, they don't even speak The king of the blues, the queen of the street Now the kingdom lies in ruins, break-up songs on repeat [Solo] Now he misses her touch and the sound of her voice Every day he wakes up wishing she'd made a different choice Another failed attempt at capturing the beauty Till he finds himself home alone listening to "shhh" Co-authors in this story, the first chapter's written But you've got to wonder if it's really finished Co-authors in this story, the first chapter's written But you've got to wonder if it's really finished Thank you for days past And for every day yet to come Thank you for this day, thank you for days past And for every day yet to come Thank you for this day, thank you for days past And for every day yet to come Thank you for this day, thank you for days past And for every day...