these are the days of hope
and everything (we know) can go up in smoke
and tho it seems like some cosmic joke
these are the days of hope
these are the days of love
and everybody’s crying there's not enough
and tho it seems like some tragic bluff
these are the days of love
and it’s coming your way
it’ll be here any day
it’ll arrive before you can say
you’re ready
it’ll be here soon
some people say by the light of the moon
come directly into your room
while you’re sleeping
these are the days of life
and nobody knows to smile or fight
and tho it seems like no one’s got it right
these are the days of life
so let the rain fill the skies
let the tears fill your eyes
and the way people lie
don’t let it break your heart
when the birds flee the sky
when the past haunts your eyes
and the arc of the knives
don’t let it break your heart
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