The blue of blue
Is mostly grey
Aint no silver line
No brighter day
Last of the coming up
Didnt come my way
Looks like Im down here to stay
Down to stay
So kick me, I won`t feel a thing
My senses have all been run
And theres nothing left of the used to be
but the weeping thats just begun
That sour taste too late
But now I duck my head
And no cradle rocks this empty bed
If cryings not good for me
Then I guess Im doing wrong
So I sing this crying song
Cry along
You packed it in too soon
You lose me but not your nerve
Well I guess I know its what I deserve
Crazy to think that I could keep you on reserve
And so the curtain falls
Curtain falls
