In "Another Day Goes By," Troye Sivan prays for a mind freed from the smog and debris clouding every thought, yet each day slips past without relief. The fight blurs between caring for another and surviving alone, leaving only restless nights and a gaze that cannot turn away. Money and consequence offer no escape from the abstraction pressing in. The song aches with the quiet terror of watching time vanish while still waiting for clarity.
Another Day Goes By Lyrics by Troye Sivan
Jesus
Another day goes by
I ask of all my money, can you free my mind?
There’s some kind of abstraction, some kind of debris
The city smog inside my mind
The days of consequence I can’t deny, I lie
There’s some kind of abstraction, some kind of debris
The city smog inside my mind
The days of consequence I can’t deny, I lie
VerseCan we wait and care for you?
Is your fight yours or mine?
There’s enough on the other face
Ooh, and I can’t see the place
Woke up in bed in the morning
Never sleeping yesterday
And now I can’t look away
