bad news days come from out of the blue they trample on 
you remember yourself five minutes ago and what you did 
not know everything was bright and happy where you were a 
word on a day turned it suddenly grey and left me to 
wonder checking the dials and contrasting colorless cloud 
you're left under you are still alive in my head you will 
be alive until i hear differently could there be more bad 
news days lined at my door? i look through the blinds but 
they just won't go away i turn out the lights but they 
just won't go away bad news days flood and steal all your 
blood and leave you to wander blinding you with the most 
beautiful dawn that's fine for another bad news stays 
alive in my head but i'll stave it off until i hear 
differently