Feb 21, 2009

Rather than wax profound at 3:30 in the morning I think I'll let this song do it's own talking mostly.   This one was definitely a bit of a game in places.   How many times can I get away with using the words old and new?  How about Black and Blue?  I guess we sort of found out.

He wrote in black ink
About his old loves
And blue about the ones
That weren’t old yet
It was old joke
That made him chuckle a bit
Every Time love left him a wreck

Black and blue, Blue and blue
Loves aim is always true
And love always leaves him
Black and blue

He met a new girl
At a new bar
In a part of town that
He’d never been
But when her friend
Told her husband
He found himself
In that old shape once again

But there a smile looking down when he came too
And the waitress with the ice blacked out all his blues

He wrote in blue ink
About his new girl
But she never left him
Bruised or in pain
So he bought a black suit
And some blue shoes
And put ‘em on to ask
If she’d take his name