These Days Songtext
von The Receiver

Maybe I′ve been indulging in all lies
And maybe you want some answers
Tangles and mazes all come unraveled
When the eyes are aerial
Only winding terrain surrounds me

Give it, draw it until you speak


Wait, clouds touch me and gray is serving
You allow they borrow
Roll and tumble just to blur that gray down below
If you let me drift now, I'll come back then
Do anything always
I′m sorry if I'm not who I should be these days

Maybe I'll end unfitted in all lies
And maybe you′ll shake the ground up
Tremors and quaking break from the bottom
But over new highs you′ll lead, lead me out

Wait, clouds touch me and gray is serving
You allow they borrow
Roll and tumble just to blur that gray down below
If you let me drift now, I'll come back then
Do anything always
I′m sorry if I'm not who I should be these days
Oh, these days