Tripping Back Into the Broken Days

Light in your eyes Fading and dies Spirit - wound Spirit - move I don't know, I don't know Where you go, where you go Alone in the room The ghost of the moon Moth and dust Wood and rust Spirit - wound Spirit - move I don't know, I don't know Where yo

Skies are open again Birds in the willows...grin I watched you drowned Afraid of the sight, afraid of the sound Swallowing air, lungs break Heart in your hand, heart in ache Blue grass blowing again Waves through the summer trees spin Bumble bees dri

Broken Days I will not sleep tonight too many thoughts, muscles too tight here in the dark I'll replay all that has passed, my youth, the glory of broken days cold winter sun, rises, decays I'll just get up to stay drunk all day too many doubts, thou