מילים לשיר These Days – Powderfinger

it's coming round again
slowly creeping in
of time and its command
soon enough it comes
and settles in its place
puts pressure in my day its shadow in my face
this life well it's slipping right through my hands
these days turned out nothing like i had planned it's coming round again
the slowly creeping in
of time and its demand
it settles in its place
its shadow in my face undignified and lame
this life well it's slipping right through my hands
these days turned out nothing like i had planned control well it's slipping right through my hands
these days turned out nohting like i had planned too tie us downsoon enough it comes.