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I try to recall what it was you said to me just then
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but this train keeps on rocking me back to sleep
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and I fear come tomorrow I won't even remember your name
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I'd make myself remember
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Make myself recall
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but these promises and these vows I made you now
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seem to have no voice at all
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The color of the canyons
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When first it was said I love you
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But these colors and these canyons
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now all seem silly and small
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I don't understand at all
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how these colors in my memory just fade
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into such a pale shade of grey
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and cold rails remind me of your cold feet
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and my eyes expect to see you behind every door
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but when I shut my eyes
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I can't even recall what it is that you wore
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My god was that only yesterday
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I can't even remember your face
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I feel so far away
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I make myself remember
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Make myself recall
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but these promises and these vows I made you now
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seem to have no voice at all
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The color of the canyons
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When first it was said I love you
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But these colors and these canyons
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now all seem silly and small
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I don't understand at all
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how these colors in my memory just fade away
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into such a pale shade of grey
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*I say to myself My god I used to love him
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I wanted to share with him my womb and my world
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But now I stare at him as though through a glass wall
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I say I used to love him but now I feel nothing for him at all
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My god how could this be
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Won't you please explain this to me
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Now sleep sings to me in a sweet and urgent voice
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And I fear that I have no choice but to forget these flowers
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these daisies you gave me, the offerings you made me
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the vows that we swore by, swearing we'd be together
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always and forever, the children we named and now we'll never have
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and I know I'm supposed to meet you
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I don't even think I'll remember your name tomorrow
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I make myself remember
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Make myself recall
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but these promises and these vows I made you now
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seem to have no voice at all
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The color of the canyons
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When first it was said I love you
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But these colors and these canyons
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now all seem silly and small
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I don't understand at all
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how these colors in my memory just fade away
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into such a pale shade of grey
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Train Song (aka Paler Shade of Grey)
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Jewel |