Perfect Day Lyrics - Southern Gothic - The Constellations

The wind blows cool across my face 

I can smell the taste, a trace of lace 

There's something sinister in place 

It leaves me restless with no peace 

So it's a perfect day to fade away 

It's a perfect day to turn away and run 

It's a perfect day to go and tie one off 

It's a perfect day to waste away 

A perfect plot to play 

Just another perfect day 

But before you know, it's gone 

My mind slips further from what's real 

Take my hands away from the steering wheel 

I'm crashing, coming down in waves 

I wipe the sweat from upon my face 

And it's a perfect day to leave this place 

It's a perfect day to hide down in my home 

It's a perfect day and it's taking its toll 

It's a perfect day to waste away 

Your perfect part to play 

Just another perfect day 

But before you know, it's gone 

It's a perfect day to hide down in my home 

It's a perfect day and it's taking its toll 

It's a perfect day to waste away 

Your perfect part to play 

Just another perfect day 

But before you know, it's gone