We were brave we'd disappear
For days or was it years
Escaping the cold winds off
Coney Island
I caught the last train
with the last ghosts
In your pearls
and your drugstore diamonds
Your blue eyes hidden
My heart when I find them
I'm still waking up
to the dark old days
I'm still living up
to the dark old days
The dark old days
We were sainted
we were haunted
You were everything
that I'd ever wanted
We had the time to set a watch to
I lost track now look
what I slept through
And I thought we both knew
the same devils
The same shadows
the same black metal
The boys have been drinking
The streets are singing
November's dead neon's
got my ears ringing
I'm still waking up
to the dark old days
I'm still living up
to the dark old days
And I hope you fall down laughing
the dark old days