All These Days

Talking with my shadow Escape a sensory Somebody dare tomorrow Tomorrow endlessly Switching through my channel I'm a real machine Calling me to follow A detuned memory Cut in through the static Just how it need to be Future dares tomorrow Call my history Look threw every window Walk through any door Now touching no one ever Was so the worlds so clamped between walls In these days Life is all Perfection In these days Holding on For so long Waking with my shadow I hear it come underneath We will find tomorrow Someone where we can be Walking through the static Dreaming endlessly Another way tomorrow Believing in sensory In these days Life is old Perfection In these days Holding on For so long In these days In these days