Horrorshow Days Past song 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 drugs 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...