Days and Days

Welcome to our house On Maple Avenue See how we polish and we shine We rearrange and realign Everything is balanced and... And... Days, and days, and days That's how it happens Days, and days, and days Made of lunches And car rides And shirts and socks And grades And piano And no one clocks the day you disappear Days, and days, and days That's how it happens Days, and days, and days Made of posing And bragging And fits of rage And boys, my god, some of them underage! And, oh, how did it all happen here? There was a time your father swept me off my feet with words We read books Strolled through Munich at night Drank beer with friends Discussed the places we would go And he said I understood how the world made him ache But no, but no... That's how it happens Days Made of bargains I made because I thought as a wife I was meant to And now my life is shattered and laid bare Days, and days, and days, and days And days, and days, and days Welcome to our house on Maple Avenue See how we polish and we shine We rearrange and realign Everything is balanced and serene Like chaos never happens if it's never seen Don't you come back here I didn't raise you To give away your days Like me