Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Washing Day, artist - Amber Rubarth. Album song Sessions from the 17th Ward, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 01.10.2012
Record label: CHESKY
Song language: English
Washing Day |
Walking past my lover’s house |
Bitter taste still in my mouth |
Too much whiskey, too much smoke |
Last night’s tears hang on my coat |
But now the rain has stopped its fall |
Streets shine like a mirror ball |
Sun comes on, it’s just enough |
Watch the flower’s waking up |
It’s washing day |
It’s washing day |
Colors run and they fade away |
It’s washing day |
It’s washing day |
Feel the threads like new again |
Big machines all in a row |
Mother with her child in tow |
Change old paper for silver coins |
Lose myself in all this noise |
Wake up from a peaceful rest |
Counting down, one minute left |
Cotton stops its jog in place |
I hold it warm against my face |
It’s washing day |
It’s washing day |
Colors run and they fade away |
It’s washing day |
It’s washing day |
Feel the threads like new again |
What’s this in my dungarees |
In my back pocket, curled and creased |
My old notebook, filled with you |
Our secrets now just streaks of blue |
It’s all a mess, but beautiful |
This emptiness, a gift I hold |
I write a poem with you in mind |
And leave the memories behind |
I leave the memories behind |
It’s washing day |
It’s washing day |
Colors run and they fade away |
It’s washing day |
It’s washing day |
Feel the threads like new again |
Feel the threads like new again |
Feel the threads like new again |