Letra de «Nice and Blue (Pt. Two)»
You were a song I couldn't sing
caught like a bear by the bees with its hand in the hive
who complains of the pain of the sting
when I'm lucky I got out alive!
a life at best left half behind,
the taste of the honey still sweet on my tongue
and I'd run (Lord knows I've tried)
but there's no place on Earth I can hide
from the wrong I've done
then I saw a mountain and I saw a city steadily sinking but suspiciously calm it wasn't an end, it wasn't a beginning but a ceaseless stumbling on there, strapped like a watch on my wrist that's finished with gold but can't tell the time was all or what little pleasure exists seductively sold and uselessly mine
our horse was fast and first from the gate with the lead of a length at the sound of the gun and the last of our cash laid down to fate (at 17 to 1) but by the final stretch in the rear of the pack that nag limping bad in the back we reluctantly gave all the money we'd saved 1/5 to the commonwealth and the rest ot the track then I saw a forest grow in the city and a driftwood wall of birdhouse gourds and I'm still waiting to meet a girl like my Mom who's closer to my age the true light of my eyes is a Pearl equally emptied to equally shine and all or what little joy in the world seemed suddenly simple and endlessly mine
I was once the wine and you were the wineglass, I was once alive when you held me, but G-d became the glass, all things left are emptiness but oh, you're just a little girl if you look out and see a trace of a dark red that was once my face in the clarity of such grace, you'll forget all about me
then I saw a mountain and I saw a city steadily sinking but suspiciously calm it wasn't an end, it wasn't a beginning but a ceaseless stumbling on there, strapped like a watch on my wrist that's finished with gold but can't tell the time was all or what little pleasure exists seductively sold and uselessly mine
our horse was fast and first from the gate with the lead of a length at the sound of the gun and the last of our cash laid down to fate (at 17 to 1) but by the final stretch in the rear of the pack that nag limping bad in the back we reluctantly gave all the money we'd saved 1/5 to the commonwealth and the rest ot the track then I saw a forest grow in the city and a driftwood wall of birdhouse gourds and I'm still waiting to meet a girl like my Mom who's closer to my age the true light of my eyes is a Pearl equally emptied to equally shine and all or what little joy in the world seemed suddenly simple and endlessly mine
I was once the wine and you were the wineglass, I was once alive when you held me, but G-d became the glass, all things left are emptiness but oh, you're just a little girl if you look out and see a trace of a dark red that was once my face in the clarity of such grace, you'll forget all about me
