DARK DAYS
AS LIGHT DRAWS IN
AND THE NIGHT GETS COLD
THIS OLD WORLD
HAS TAUGHT ME
MANY THINGS
THE ONE THING
I REALLY KNOW
IS I M LOST WITH OUT YOU
GHOST COME OUT OF THE SHADOWS
RERUNS OF HAPPIER TIMES
I CAN SEE YOU
I CAN SMELL YOU
BUT WHEN I GO TO TOUCH YOU
YOU ARE GONE
SO WHAT GOOD AM I
THE LAST OF A DYING RACE
NO ONE HERE NOW
UNDERSTANDS
HOW THIS WAS ONCE A HAPPY PLACE
I HOPE ONE DAY
THE SUN WILL SHINE AGAIN
LIKE IT DID IN ENDLESS SUMMERS
WHEN ALL WAS JOY AND LAUGHTER
BEFORE THE DARK DAYS CAME.
WORDS BY PETER STOCK HAMMERSMITH78MUSICPROMOTIONS COPY RIGHT 2019
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