I Count The Days By Songs | Song A Day #2104
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I count the days by songs
And I count the months by days
Songs fly by like a tilt a whirl spinning white haze
I could lose myself in the endless melody
Before I know it I’ll look up and I will be
One hundred and three years old
The year is 2085
It’s miracle of modern medicine
That I’m still alive
And writing songs
You count the days by steps
You count the years by songs
You make the best of what you got
When you got it goin’ on
You ride the midnight train and you fall asleep
As the nighttime folds around you
You have a dream
One hundred and three years old
The year is 2085
It’s miracle of modern medicine
That I’m still alive
And walking around
We count the days by changes
And it’s never the same
Just like way back in the garden
We’re giving everything names
When they kick us out of here
We’ll mark the days with chalk
We’ll teach ourselves to sing again
We’ll teach ourselves to talk
One hundred and three years old
The year is 2085
It’s miracle of modern medicine
That I’m still alive
And writing songs
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