You've heard these words because they're written on my face Like they were carved in stone that time cannot erase. What secrets lie behind an awful shade of blue ? In a place of reckoning I keep returning to. And we return back to the place where words belong, in an awful shade of blue. I sit and listen to an awful shade of blue, And through the creeping dust that I am listening to Are the words that I once loved and meant the world to me. But they are only now a distant memory. And we return back to a place where words belong, in an awful shade of blue. There's no sense in cryin', it is only a shade of blue.
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