Well back down on this porch, singing to myself With my brothers forty five Puttin' down the torch, surrender to the swell I'm ready for the dyin' These are the days, the days of Heaven, well, Heaven A picture on a screen, we hold each other close Perfect in this place And of all the things I've seen, love this thing the most Amazing in its grace These are the days, these are the days The days of Heaven, Heaven The wind blows the fire across us (a cross is) like a prairie Locusts gnaw and the wolves will howl As I feel your heat beneath me Fist and claw, the blood you draw As you make my blood your own Cinematic as we crawl across the fields of skin and bone Nothing left but skin and bone Clutch of Bloodkin chords and the rains of El Sauzal (?) We balance on a wire And high above the roar, we're not afraid to fall C'mon baby, can we get it any higher Ask me what I say, to tell you something true A Gospel spreading round Cause in these Heaven days, it's only about you And it has been all the time These are the days, these are the days The days of Heaven (repeat)