Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nice and Blue (Pt. 2), artist - mewithoutYou.
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Nice and Blue (Pt. 2) |
You were a song I couldn’t sing |
Caught like a bear by the bees |
With its hand in a hive |
Who complains 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 |
(I was once the wine) |
Steadily sinking but suspiciously calm |
(I was once the wine) |
It wasn’t an end, it wasn’t a beginning |
(I was once the wine) |
But a ceaseless stumbling on |
(And you were the wine glass) |
There, strapped like a watch on my wrist |
(I was once alive) |
That’s finished with gold but can’t tell time |
(I was once alive) |
Was all or what little pleasure exists |
(I was once alive) |
Seductively sold and uselessly mine |
(When you held me) |
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 |
A fifth to the commonwealth and the rest to the track! |
Then I saw a forest grow in the city |
(I was once the wine) |
And a driftwood wall of birdhouse gourds |
(I was once the wine) |
And I’m still waiting to meet a girl like my mom |
(I was once the wine) |
(who's closer to my age) |
(I was once the wine) |
The true light of my eyes is a Pearl |
(I was once alive) |
Equally emptied to equally shine |
(I was once alive) |
And all or what little joy in the world |
(I was once alive) |
Seemed suddenly simple and endlessly mine |
(When you held me) |
I was once the wine |
I was once the wine |
I was once the wine |
And you were the wineglass |
I was once alive |
I was once alive |
I was once alive |
When you held me |
But God became the glass |
All things left are emptiness |
Oh, little girl… |
You’re just a little girl |
If you look out and see a trace |
Of a dark bed was once my face |
In the clarity of such grace |
Forget all about me |