Dangerous Days
On Willowbrook Drive I had a window that led to the land of dreams
I watched the trees grow above the telephone wire and my heart burst at the seams
At night I would ride on a vapour of stars and follow the song in my head
As a kid I could go anywhere needed, even the land of the dead

But religion has a way of covering all the mystery that children know
And God has a way of remaining when everything else must go
When you know in your heart all the answers but the fog blurs all the words on the page
beware of the sun that is coming For that is a dangerous day
That is a dangerous day

He found me one day in a side street café and he looked like the picture of peace
He had eyes clam like moonlight and I was a vessel at sea
Through paperless letters he confessed every ache in his soul
though I believed every word it was still not enough just to know
I wanted to see past all of the tales and rescue the child inside
So when he went away, it’s true what they say, a part of me laid down and died

When you know in your heart all the answers but the fog blurs all the words on the page
beware of the sun that is coming For that is a dangerous day
That is a dangerous day

There comes a time in many a life when you’re broken and a choice must be made
When you’ve played your best hand with all of your charm, but feel you are losing the game
Outside of your self the world dances round and hardly pauses for breath
By some’s opinion we’re domed if we stop, but to me, it was all I had left
I could not have known the value of my forest until I examined each tree
I would not have found the love in this town if I’d put all my faith in me
When you know in your heart all the answers but the fog blurs all the words on the page
beware of the sun that is coming
For that is a dangerous day
That is a dangerous day

When you think everyone should go your way
That is a dangerous day

penny rene'