Days of Black (Nights Are Lights)

Nights are lights And the days are ways I mean to an end I mean to get play Sorry, bitter, cold and sad All our has and all our had Don't understand? Well it's not your fault Don't understand? Well it's not our fault friend For when we dance and when we flow All is real and all is unknown Hold the mourning up to your ear Praise the echoe of gone years Golden bitter days of black Turn around and bring the night back Don't understand? Well it's not your fault Don't understand? Well it's not our fault friend For when we dance and when we flow All is real and all is unknown And on fire by the moonlight we're out of the way And pictures will tell us what happened that day Hours of waiting for moments of truth Made it so restless, so governed by youth Don't understand? Well it's not your fault Don't understand? Well it's not our fault friend For when we dance and when we flow All is real and all is unknown