These Days by The Fountain

Tried to make it right on time
I’m running all the way
See the heavens’ open gate
Shut the window when the wind
Picks up before the rain
Even storms are coming late

These days
These days

Count my blessings when a curse
Is written with my name
Claiming all my saving grace
And didn’t leave me with
The wisdom of the change
(I guess it’s just another sign of these
Another sign of)
Pull the focus back and
Life is suddenly a blurry vision
Caught between a dream
Forgot to press record
I guess it’s just another sign of these
Another sign of

These days
These days
These days
These days

Even you and me
We’re moving out of sync
As of late and I can’t find my way
Back to you
(Back to you)
If I’m without a map
Then how will I get through

These days
These days
These days
These days
These days
These days

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