dancing lights on the northern sky like memories passing by cradled by the shoreline we were young then probably six years old just my sister in the cold chills passing through my bones these days are numbered so don t waste them on slumber yeah these days are numbered so don t waste them on slumber now short are my days so i shifted my gaze to the lights of the city smokestacks never looked so pretty i ve been climbing high mountains been carrying a load many move to the oil though i know i m not alone  steel city i m coming home these days are numbered so don t waste them on slumber yeah these days are numbered so don t waste them on slumber these days are numbered so don t waste them on slumber these days are numbered so don t waste them on slumber these days are numbered