Dark Days - Local Natives/Sylvan Esso

Finally what you came for

Finally what you hoped to find

Racing home from her house

Looking out for black and white

Dark days in the summer

A million ways to tow the line

Can't wait holy other

Might as well be the seventh son

Ooh it goes hand in hand

With fear for the afterlife

Ooh how can we fight it

Fight it if we don't even know why

While the dollar is strong

While nobody else relies

When they turn the corner

When you know we're out of sight

Dark days in the summer

In the rain the water's fine

It was wild combination

Either that or right down the line

Ooh it goes hand in hand

With fear for the afterlife

Ooh how can we fight it

Fight it if we don't even know why

I've been on the way I've been on the way

I've been on my way for so long

I've been on the way I've been on the way

I've been on my way for so long