Days and Days Lyrics > Fun Home

HELEN:
Welcome to our house on Maple Avenue.
See how we polish and we shine.
We rearrange and realign.
Everything is balanced and… and…

Days and days and days—
That's how it happens:
Days and days and days
Made of lunches
And car rides
And shirts and socks
And grades
And piano
And no one clocks the day you disappear.

Days and days and days—
That's how it happens:
Days and days and days
Made of posing
And bragging
And fits of rage
And boys – my god, some of them underage!
And, oh, how did it all happen here?

There was a time your father swept me off my feet with words.
We read books,
Strolled through Munich at night,
Drank beer with friends,
Discussed the places we would go.
And he said I understood how the world made him ache.
But no, but no.

That's how it happens:
Days
Made of bargains I made because I thought
As a wife I was meant to,
And now my life is shattered and made bare.
Days and days and days and days
And days and days and days.

Welcome to our house on Maple Avenue.
See how we polish and we shine.
We rearrange and realign.
Everything is balanced and serene.
Like chaos never happens if it's never seen.

Don't you come back here.
I didn't raise you
To give away your days
Like me.

Last Update: June, 10th 2013