Lost Days from New Shadows by Jerry David DeCicca

I see all of your feelings
Like pancakes, stacked to the ceiling
Outside, nothing is moving
Right here, big blues are groovin’
I know, life ain’t a free ride
Wash up, dishes are piling high

Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost day, lost days, lost days

Look up, flags are at half mast
All year, like they ran out of gas
So Blessed is a tough theory
In a town of open carry
Come here, whisper your secrets
I wanna feel the warmth of your breath


Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost day, lost days, lost days

Who cares if the world is in slow-mo
Your kisses are brighter than day-glo
Tonight, we’ll get loud and loose
Knock back a few shots of Grey Goose
Just us watching the screens blink
Best bet, try not to think

Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost day, lost days, lost days

• Americana
• Folk
• alt-country
• cosmic country
• folk rock
• singer-songwriter
• Bulverde