Better Days

My town, so lonely, at night at 3am.
A thousand years crossed steadily
and now a bridge that we condemn.

And time is like a river boat in the wideness from within.

Chorus

Just like a murky river
That washed those sands
From our old town.

As we stand at this bridge before us
that once was green
but now has seen
Better days.

Better days
Better days

Bridge

As we stand at the foot of that old Roman hill,
there is nothing to see but
Better days.

Verse

In time, we’ll bring it back, in time we’ll start to win
and we’ll climb that hill for a drink or two
and we’ll look out where we’ll swim.

Chorus

Just like a murky river
that washed those sands
from our old town.

And as we stand at this bridge before us
that once was green
but now has seen
Better days.

Just like a murky river
that washed those sands
from our old town.

As we stand at this bridge before us
that once was green
but now has seen
Better days.

Better days
Better days

Bridge

As we stand at the foot of that old Roman hill,
there is nothing to see but
Better days.