[Verse 1]
I really believe I should have died last year
Missed the Christmas lights, missed December cheer
Missed a whole lot of seasons come around again
And all the days in between
[Verse 2]
Here's to the things I would've gone without
The taste of morning tea, a hundred and seventeen nights
The unworn jeans laying on the bed
And all the days in between
[Chorus]
I remember the night I had that dream
There was nowhere else I'd rather be
Now there's nothing else I dearly need
But those days in between
[Post-Chorus]
We'd lose a bunch of stories to time
My name lost in centuries of files
When all that's left of me are crumbs
I'd lose the dog walks in sunshine
A day-by-day, long-term decline
'Cause that's all we do until the reaper comes
[Verse 3]
Here's to the lost days I would've been without
Seeing my mother's pain, watching my old dog die
A couple of nights spent in NYC
And all the days in between
[Chorus]
I'd miss the way you take the load
Every time I cry to Abbey Road
Now there's nothing else I dearly need
But rising suns and air to breathe
No there's nothing else I really need
But those days in between
I really believe I should have died last year
Missed the Christmas lights, missed December cheer
Missed a whole lot of seasons come around again
And all the days in between
[Verse 2]
Here's to the things I would've gone without
The taste of morning tea, a hundred and seventeen nights
The unworn jeans laying on the bed
And all the days in between
[Chorus]
I remember the night I had that dream
There was nowhere else I'd rather be
Now there's nothing else I dearly need
But those days in between
[Post-Chorus]
We'd lose a bunch of stories to time
My name lost in centuries of files
When all that's left of me are crumbs
I'd lose the dog walks in sunshine
A day-by-day, long-term decline
'Cause that's all we do until the reaper comes
[Verse 3]
Here's to the lost days I would've been without
Seeing my mother's pain, watching my old dog die
A couple of nights spent in NYC
And all the days in between
[Chorus]
I'd miss the way you take the load
Every time I cry to Abbey Road
Now there's nothing else I dearly need
But rising suns and air to breathe
No there's nothing else I really need
But those days in between
( in earnest )
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