These Are Days of Sorrow - Black Bonzo

Pack your bags and run

Time to leave travel beyond

Where your mind has never gone

You got to look through it all

It’s a fraud why can’t you see

They’re plying along so you can be yourself

Yes the riddle can be solved

With the meaning of life involved

It’s easy to do just pay attention

With your life passing by one can wonder what it’s like to never see the

strings attached

Is it true I wonder why?

Are we part of the trickery?

When it’s the loser’s game

Are we living a lie for a reason?

Can it be true?

Are we living a lie?

I really want to know

Show me a miracle

These are days of sorrow

These are days of horror

It’s just a matter of time

I want to speak with the man

The man with the plan

Or is he lost in space?