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Better Days

Michael Melko & Jim Melko

 

Verse 1

My dreams show their age

Creaking doors, unoiled hinge

And I sigh when I see the playful street

A child is a sage

When they believe beyond the fringe

And play among the stars they’ll never reach

 

Chorus

I am not too old to change

But my heart’s too bruised to care

I want to clean my home today

But there’s too many shadows everywhere

Do I dare

Dream of better days

 

Verse 2

The shutters cut the rays

Into shafts of dusty light

That paint a shadow lying in my bed

A fantasy without a face

I want to curl up by her side

Before she fades to darkness in my head

 

Chorus

 

Bridge

Days where the sun just shines

And I’m not hiding inside

As the dusk

Creeps like mold

Through my soul

 

Modified Chorus

 

Instrumental Break

 

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