The Days - Patrick Wolf: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

The Days

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The Days was released on January 1, 2011 by EMI as a part of the album Lupercalia

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Vocals

Serafina Steer

Harp

Nick Haward

Bass Guitar

Thomas White

Guitar

Derek Apps

Bass Clarinet

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Producer

Cenzo Townshend

Cenzo Townshend

Mixing Engineer

Tom Fuller

Engineer

Jonathan Shakhovskoy

Jonathan Shakhovskoy

Engineer

Lyrics

The days

Passing days

I see the steeple

And trace to the spire

And the sun set

Deep in regret

Phoenix in final fire

And the time stops

Rush hour traffic slows

And my heart starts

Beating this dark

Through old flesh and cold bones

And I long to be carried on

Just once to be lifted strong

Out of the loneliness

And the emptiness

Of the days

Days

Passing days

Days

I remember I had your love once

Seized my body whole

And in our first dance

I thought by chance

God had matched my soul

But time brought its travelling

This distance and solitude

And in that travelling

My self damaging

I took my love far, far from you

But don't you

Still long to be carried on

Once more I could lift you strong

Out of the loneliness

And the emptiness

Of the days

Passing days

Passing days

Days

Tell me

Have we gone too far?

Or did we get too close?

You've no father

I've no son

But when we come ghost

I promise I will meet you

I will meet you

At the end of the days

The days

Passing days

Won't you meet me at the end of the days?

Written by: Patrick Wolf

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