On days like these

In the familiar streets

Shadows remain

Missed by the sunlight

Through doorways people laugh

Like sounds in silhouette

A song begins to form

Shaped under footsteps

 

A breeze sweeps down the street and through my mind

A change is on its way

I take shelter in a bar I knew

And suddenly

Home feels so far away

 

Remember when

This village was alive

With voices bold

On every corner

A moving work of art

Echoes through ancient walls

And speaks a sad refrain

Like wishes fallen

 

A breeze sweeps down the street and through my mind

A change is on its way

The windows shudder as the air shifts

The music lifts

But all I see is rain

 

On days like these

On days like these

On days like these