| Song | Days That Are Over |
| Artist | Sondre Lerche |
| Album | Two Way Monologue |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lerche | |
| One hundred thousand cars have passed this house | |
| The celebration starts with laughter | |
| Can it be that we're not clean? | |
| The days have turned to haze | |
| Tell me how we should have lied | |
| to keep away this space | |
| To keep from snowing in | |
| Keep from lingering | |
| Keep our worlds apart | |
| When it come to letting go | |
| Let the quicksand flow | |
| When I write it in the sand | |
| There is something wrong | |
| Days that are over | |
| Will not continue to last | |
| If you try to construct the past | |
| I leave the heat on to leave a trace | |
| of all the things the air was filled with | |
| All the things I never knew and all the words I know | |
| Now they all come out too late for you to realize | |
| Satisfy my luck | |
| This director's cut | |
| doesn't spare an inch | |
| I have never seen this place and no surrounding walls | |
| As the party turns to dust they all understand | |
| Days that are over | |
| Will not continue to last | |
| If you try to construct the past |
| zuo qu : Lerche | |
| One hundred thousand cars have passed this house | |
| The celebration starts with laughter | |
| Can it be that we' re not clean? | |
| The days have turned to haze | |
| Tell me how we should have lied | |
| to keep away this space | |
| To keep from snowing in | |
| Keep from lingering | |
| Keep our worlds apart | |
| When it come to letting go | |
| Let the quicksand flow | |
| When I write it in the sand | |
| There is something wrong | |
| Days that are over | |
| Will not continue to last | |
| If you try to construct the past | |
| I leave the heat on to leave a trace | |
| of all the things the air was filled with | |
| All the things I never knew and all the words I know | |
| Now they all come out too late for you to realize | |
| Satisfy my luck | |
| This director' s cut | |
| doesn' t spare an inch | |
| I have never seen this place and no surrounding walls | |
| As the party turns to dust they all understand | |
| Days that are over | |
| Will not continue to last | |
| If you try to construct the past |
| zuò qǔ : Lerche | |
| One hundred thousand cars have passed this house | |
| The celebration starts with laughter | |
| Can it be that we' re not clean? | |
| The days have turned to haze | |
| Tell me how we should have lied | |
| to keep away this space | |
| To keep from snowing in | |
| Keep from lingering | |
| Keep our worlds apart | |
| When it come to letting go | |
| Let the quicksand flow | |
| When I write it in the sand | |
| There is something wrong | |
| Days that are over | |
| Will not continue to last | |
| If you try to construct the past | |
| I leave the heat on to leave a trace | |
| of all the things the air was filled with | |
| All the things I never knew and all the words I know | |
| Now they all come out too late for you to realize | |
| Satisfy my luck | |
| This director' s cut | |
| doesn' t spare an inch | |
| I have never seen this place and no surrounding walls | |
| As the party turns to dust they all understand | |
| Days that are over | |
| Will not continue to last | |
| If you try to construct the past |