Halcyon Days – …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead
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There, but for the grace of our gods go you and I Down roads none dare to follow Sands buried the graves of our former lives Smile and wave and let them go
To rise above the mires of Old days long died
Know they won’t come again, let the years roll in Drown our yesterdays
Time is a stream with no end in sight As dark as it is cold Flowing by as we pray for the source to run dry That we might never grow old
We long to rest our tired Bones by our fires
Drink to the days, let the years roll in Drown our yesterdays
Born on our knees we all long For a fawn to sooth and calm And with our arrows, bring her down
Born on our knees we all long For a fawn to sooth and calm And with our arrows, bring her down We’ll bring her down, bring her down
We’ll bring her down Bring her down We’ll bring her down
Here, let me rest in your loft for a while Before I have to walk home Through the streets bathed in the light of a thousand fires Of a cold and angry world
In time we’ll reconcile with Old days long died
We’ll drink to the days, let the years roll in Drown our yesterdays Drown yesterdays Drown our yesterdays