These Are the Days

We said there’s hope. Once upon a time the people spoke
They forged a new way. With blood and guts or so the old ones say
Remember the cost. Remember the way we fought
Remember the dream – “manifest destiny”

We killed you off with all our hate
And took for ours what there was to take
You had no hope, no possible chance
We killed you off
Oh, those were the days

We said there’s room. All are brothers in Mother Nature’s womb
Let’s all hold hands. 7 billion strong, together we’ll stand
Forget the past. Forgive and never turn back
Forget that dream. Just a manifested scheme

Compose yourself and get ready, we’re coming your way
Compose yourself, it’s over, what’s left to say?

We’ll kill you off with all our hate
And take for ours what there is to take
You have no hope, no possible chance
We’ll kill you off
These are the days




Guitar, Vocals, and Lyrics: Douglas Henderson
Drums, Keys (flute): Nathaniel Sangsland

These Are The Days Doug Henderson

Three Sides of the Same Record

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Condo Mintos

Mayo-Ee-Oh

Musta Bust Cap

Ranch of Love

In 2013 I met this girl while working at Graffiti and the Funky Blues Shack in Baytowne Wharf, Sandestin, FL. She was wonderful. We had a lot of fun that summer before she moved back to Memphis, TN. But we stayed in contact for a while after that, sending each other fancy letters and mixed CDs. A couple years later I turned one of her letters into this song.

A Letter From Chelsea

Douglas has been making music for over 15 years. Starting his career as a worship team drummer, Douglas quickly moved on to teaching himself other instruments including guitar, bass and piano, and dabbling in Saxophone and Trumpet.

He joined the Army in 2001, traveled all over Europe, has played in several bands throughout the US and now lives in Fort Walton Beach, Florida, where performing is his life.

Douglas R. Henderson