[Verse 1]
I was drinking out of Murphys,
all that you’d made,
writing words on a napkin that no one
would ever read.
I had it all figured out back then,
all but gone are the days again.
Pretty girls in dresses,
but I was a silhouette,
smoking in the alley,
out of parliaments,
out the cold the wind.
but gone are the days again.
[Chorus]
I was a a lights,
dodging all the hard beam close away.
But I ain’t dying on the side of the I don’t that no more.
gone are the days.
[Verse 2]
I used the hotel,
counting all my change.
I could have paid for a woman an enchilada plate.
I was all kinds of hungry spent.
but gone are the days again.
[Chorus]
I was a a lights,
dodging all the hard beam close away.
But I ain’t dying on the side of the I don’t that no more.
gone are the days.
[Bridge]
Her hair on the pillow
in on the street.
Pretty soon a little was a lot like me.
And I think it was so dark dim.
but gone are the days again.
but gone are the days again.
but gone are the days again.
I was a a lights,
dodging all the hard beam close bite
away.
But I ain’t dying on the side of the I don’t that no more.
gone.
gone.
gone are the days.
