Days without time
Stories that don't rhyme
Fractions of life sublime
And a never ending journey
Spiraling around until the
Spirits climb
Me and my conscience fight
In the blackest corners of night
With hopes of the day out of sight
For reasons unknown
Still feeling alone
Driven on by a shining inner light
I digress, I declare, meanwhile
Lookin' for any excuse to smile
Dreams recoil single file
Dark clouds settle slow
Moon hangin' low
Shooting stars, lifeless in a pile
Just then, something was said
But the shot of whiskey went to my head
The lights turned red
Slow motion, traffic crashing
Scratching sounds, pain, light flashing
And the song, and the fictional character in it, were dead
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Days without time
Stories that don't rhyme
Fractions of life sublime
And a never ending journey
Spiraling around until the
Spirits climb
Me and my conscience fight
In the blackest corners of night
With hopes of the day out of sight
For reasons unknown
Still feeling alone
Driven on by a shining inner light
I digress, I declare, meanwhile
Lookin' for any excuse to smile
Dreams recoil single file
Dark clouds settle slow
Moon hangin' low
Shooting stars, lifeless in a pile
Just then, something was said
But the shot of whiskey went to my head
The lights turned red
Slow motion, traffic crashing
Scratching sounds, pain, light flashing
And the song, and the fictional character in it, were dead
Stories that don't rhyme
Fractions of life sublime
And a never ending journey
Spiraling around until the
Spirits climb
Me and my conscience fight
In the blackest corners of night
With hopes of the day out of sight
For reasons unknown
Still feeling alone
Driven on by a shining inner light
I digress, I declare, meanwhile
Lookin' for any excuse to smile
Dreams recoil single file
Dark clouds settle slow
Moon hangin' low
Shooting stars, lifeless in a pile
Just then, something was said
But the shot of whiskey went to my head
The lights turned red
Slow motion, traffic crashing
Scratching sounds, pain, light flashing
And the song, and the fictional character in it, were dead
Writer: Kevin Luthy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid