Days and Days

Welcome to our house
 On Maple Avenue
 See how we polish and we shine
 We rearrange and realign
 Everything is balanced and... And...
 Days, and days, and days
 That's how it happens
 Days, and days, and days
 Made of lunches
 And car rides
 And shirts and socks
 And grades
 And piano
 And no one clocks the day you disappear
 Days, and days, and days
 That's how it happens
 Days, and days, and days
 Made of posing
 And bragging
 And fits of rage
 And boys, my god, some of them underage!
 And, oh, how did it all happen here?
 There was a time your father swept me off my feet with words
 We read books
 Strolled through Munich at night
 Drank beer with friends
 Discussed the places we would go
 And he said I understood how the world made him ache
 But no, but no...
 That's how it happens
 Days
 Made of bargains I made because I thought as a wife I was meant to
 And now my life is shattered and laid bare
 Days, and days, and days, and days
 And days, and days, and days
 Welcome to our house on Maple Avenue
 See how we polish and we shine
 We rearrange and realign
 Everything is balanced and serene
 Like chaos never happens if it's never seen
 Don't you come back here
 I didn't raise you
 To give away your days
 Like me