Still My Days Before
single
Still My Days Before
“Still My Days Before ” is a quiet reckoning with time, memory, and the paths not taken. PCBender delivers a beautifully restrained performance, where each note feels like a whispered confession and each pause carries the weight of what once was.
Blending mellow guitar tones with a reflective melodic arc, the track moves with the grace of a journal entry written at golden hour-intimate, nostalgic, and unafraid to linger. "Still My Days Before " doesn’t chase the past-it sits beside it and listens.
Lyrics
A cat came calling in the night A cry, a song of pure delight I tried to sleep but yet could not And dared to lose my sense of fright
At first the dark obscured my thought But soon enough returned my sight What seemed a cat was only fog A phantom of a dream forgot
Was it real, or just the air Whispers woven from nowhere
My bed is still my days before Gone too the things I once adored And years behind the shuttered door And years behind the shuttered door
A dream of cats and not a dog Perhaps this is an epilogue I need a thing I can't ignore To keep me from my monologue
Was it real, or just the air Whispers woven from nowhere
My bed is still, my days before Gone too the things I once adored And years behind the shuttered door And years behind the shuttered door
And years behind the shuttered door…
Credits
Songwriter: Michael Anthony Rose