Somedays

some days aren't yours at all

they come and go as if they're someone else's days

they come and leave you behind, some else's face

and it's harsher than yours, and colder than yours

they come in all quiet, sweep up and then they leave

and you don't hear a single floor board creak

they're so much stronger then the friends you try to keep by your side

downtown, downtown, i'm not here, not anymore

i've gone away, don't call me, don't write

i'm in love with your daughter, i want to have her baby

i'm in love with your daughter, so can i please?

downtown, downtown

i'm not here, not anymore, i've gone away

don't call me, don't write, i've gone away

don't call me, don't write

some days aren't yours at all

they come and go as if they are someone else's days

they come and leave you behind, some else's face

and it's harsher than yours

"Somedays" Regina Spektor

"Bride With A Fan" Marc Chagall