Sencillo / Pista
I wear my grief upon my sleeve
Like the dedication page
On autobiographies
You can read it on my face
Wrestle with the words
Too big to be written down
Elephants in dining rooms
Elegant in Babar's crown
Faded Kodachrome portraits in New England snow
They are the bones, they and the skin around my weathered soul
It's all a dream in which the only place my father lives
Is in my memories, take me back to Providence
Days are long, the years fly by
By
Days are long, the years fly by
By
Keep secrets tattooed inside of my loose lips
My old dogs are refusing to turn new tricks
I crowd surf on a sea of all of my former selves
They cheer when they see four walls of my fortress melt
'Cause we don't age in mirrors, we age in photographs
An ancient race of killers still pinching baby fat
I cannot see the future, ain't got no crystal ball
But I know I'll be ready the day my time is called
Days are long, the years fly by
By
Ahhhh it's already sundown
So I brace for the comedown
Can't remember what I ran from, don't remember why I stuck round
With a head in the ground, two feet in the fan
And I'm feverish, eager to cancel my plans
Damn, the movies that your mind can make
Can leave you wildly abandoned or trying to escape
And I'm fine but I ain't
Shit, I'd be lying if I told you I'm great
Still a man full of medicine
Scared old skeleton
I want to be a better one than yesterday
I work and write and eat
Mix the pleasure and anxiety
Messing with sobriety, the highs and lows rely on me
I'm tired of this violent dream
Silence when the sirens scream
Eyes full of crows hovering a dark circle
Who lurk 'til I'm purple and trying to sleep
Ride over potholes 5 toes down 'til
I burst through the clouds that have swallowed me
Smiling and finally free from the hurt that has nested inside of me
Days are long, the years fly by
By
Days are long, the years fly by
By
Days are long, the years fly by
By