These Are The Days - Emil Bulls

When the moon and I are talking

Down by the riverside

The old man and me alone

When I hear the gentle whistling

From the whirlwind in the trees

And the scent of the summer feels so intense

These are the days I remember you

Singing our songs to me

Oh these are the days

I remember you

Celebrating life

Like the world was yours

When the walls come tumbling down

And I’m feeling down and out

I just open up a sixpack of memories

Light a cigarette grab my best friend Jack and

Lose myself in

The warm distortion that’s on my stereo

These are the days I remember you

Singing our songs to me

Oh these are the days

I remember you

Celebrating life

Like the world was yours

I’m floating I’m floating home to you

My wooden verb heartbeat just gives me the creeps

Tonight I’m coming I’m coming home to you

Oh these are the days

I remember you

Celebrating life

Like the world was yours

Oh these are the days

I remember you

Celebrating life

Like the world was yours