Days In The Years

let's pour the poison on
this time is mine
this time is yours
here's a toast to our future
here's to nostalgia
now throw it in the trash
we'll erase the salad days
or they'll never end
we have created a shining new slate
to be read and discarded

for our day is not one in many a year
and i will relish our memories and vices
days in the years to come

and from the flame to the choke
open the mind, crumbles the body
it's good times to kill
it's not a secret though certainly it's a trick
but we'll die anyway
we may choose the time
and we may choose the speed
slow on down
slow to the climax
fly to the end

for our day is not one in many a year
and i will relish our memories and vices
days in the years to come