Those Days (from the Forthcoming Album "Life In Letters")

Aching, caught in a hurricane It's taking every muscle to move again Sleepless nights, lazy Sundays Heavy eyes, it's a case of the Mondays Sinking, feet in the sand again I'm thinking I should look before landing In a six foot hole, where the arrow is pointing To a danger zone that I should be avoiding O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh, Must be one of those days O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh, But I haven't words to complain Shaking, tied to the tracks again I'm waiting for the sound of the train engine And no one cares, nobody lingers But to stop and stare and point with their fingers Feeling, hands in the dark You know I'm heeling, but it's only a start Because the wind will blow and topple me over And the undertow will wash me to nowhere O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh, Must be one of those days O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh, But I haven't words to complain 'Cause when the day's over I've got your shoulder To help me carry the weight pulling under Didn't you wonder how everybody gets through the day O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh, Must be one of those days O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh, But I haven't words to complain