Free Radio - Goodbye, Sweet Blue Eyes (Take 2)

Can't you hear the chorus
Playing out under the chords

Every good song have some great words
That normal people ignore

Some get understated
Some get overdubbed
And mark's last words
Were lost to the floor
When the band never hit record

So goodbye, sweet blue eyes
You never were my best
You came to me inside a dream
But you never said the rest

You said the songs that you're writing
Never came out right
They stare at you from on top the shelf
And at night they look like you

You put your best ideas in the corner
To sweep them under the rug
But I'm a gravedigger on a cloudy day
and I've come to dig em up

We sort them out on a pedestal
Eager to order each note
When I leaned in to read what you wrote
you turned and you kicked me out

And from down on the pavement I heard you singing
To me in jest and roam
Well goodbye, Sweet Blue Eyes
You never were my own

Goodbye, Sweet Blues
you never were my best

The rattlesnake heart
Was my favorite part
But you all know the rest

Written by:
Kevin Fitzgerald

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