Hazel Lucey, Brian Jones and James Greve - Emerald Day

EMERcLD DcY

She laid her head on my shoulder
cnd I know that she meant what she said
Next I heard she was going away
cnd I said no words at all

There's a beautiful color in my glass
But the vodka and the night will not last

cn emerald day
Plug up the holes in the morning
Even with the very latest in popular brains
The suspense just falls out of the story

Coffee, sugar, I can't find a spoon
cnd it won't be four years ago anytime soon
The city bites at the sky
cnd I'm looking around for the starting line

I thought of a flower I knew once
She left me bluer than blue once
Pictures of how it all happened
Couldn't we rewrite some funnier captions

Running just ahead of my own wake
I'm the biggest fan of my own mistakes
I said to a man on the street
I much prefer mine, none of your problems please

It all becomes more to forget
In the shelter of the Cézanne trees
Days of nature's farewell
Like the warmth of the season she leaves

I have but tears to dedicate
To the silence where she once lay

Written by:
James Greve

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