The Days Lyrics - Lupercalia - Patrick Wolf

The days, passing days 

I see the steeple and trace to the spire 

And the sunset 

Deepening red 

Phoenix and the firefly 

And the time stops 

Rush hour traffic slows 

And my heart starts beating this dark 

Through old flesh and cold bones 

And I long to be carried on 

Just once to be lifted strong 

Out of the loneliness and the emptiness 

Of the days 

Days, passing days 

The days I remember 

I had your love once 

Seized my body whole 

And our first dance 

Well, I thought by chance 

God had matched my soul 

But time bought its traveling 

This distance and solitude 

And in that traveling, myself damaging 

I took my love far, far from you 

But don't you still long to be carried on? 

Once more I could lift you strong 

Out of the loneliness and the emptiness 

Of the days 

Passing days 

Passing days 

Days 

Now tell me 

Have we gone too far or did we get too close? 

Forgive me, Father, I've no son, here come, ghost 

I promise I'll meet you 

I'll meet you at the end of the days 

The days, passing days 

Won't you meet me at the end of the days?