Haunted Days (Trembling Blue Stars)

These are haunted days bonfire-scented autumn days Someone's slipped away and someone's thoughts are all in one place These are haunted days the year is facing its old age I met her from work at three to see her home so she could catch some sleep Everything's a little everything's a little - thrown I watched her cry for someone I didn't know You can sense it on the wind the wind that sets the trees to singing hear them whispering how someone's gone someone's missing These are haunted days sad and golden, underplayed I met her on Oxford Street to see her home so she could catch some sleep These are haunted days bonfire-scented autumn days You can't fix everything that breaks and someone's thoughts are all in one place