A song for blue days

When everything we felt failed
And some music soft in distant sails
But it don't sound like it did before
Then i know i'm left with nothing more
Than my own soul
When pretty pictues face back
But your coats aren't hanging on the rack
And blue water turns to
A place that i can't get to
A place that i can't
In a room all i feel
Is the cold that you left
Through the air all i see
Is your face full of blame
What's left to see
What's there to see
In the room all i feel
Is the cold that you left
Through the air all i see
Is your face full of blame
What's left to see
What's there to see
What's left to see

Songs For A Blue Guitar,

RED HOUSE PAINTERS

If I have forgotten?

If I have forgotten how to love myself?

No, I swear I haven't!

I can't let you be
Cause your beauty won't allow me
Wrapped in white sheets
Like an angel from a bedtime story
Shut out what they say
Cause your friends are fucked up anyway
And when they come around
Somehow they feel up and you feel down
When we were kids
We hated things our parents did
We listened low
To casey kasem's radio show
That's when friends were nice
To think of them just makes you feel nice
The smell of grass in spring
And october leaves cover everything
Have you forgotten how to love yourself?
I can't believe all the good things that you do for me
Sat back in a chair
Like a princess from a faraway place
Nobody's nice
When you're older your heart turns to ice
And shut out what they say
They're too dumb to mean it anyway
When we were kids
We hated things our sisters did
Backyard summer pools
And christmases were beautiful
And the sentiment
Of coloured mirrored ornaments
And the open drapes
Look out on frozen farmhouse landscapes
Have you forgotten how to love yourself?

RED HOUSE PAINTERS - Have You Forgotten