Blue Has Gone Gray

I went jogging around your neighborhood once to kill time

Oh I circled the pale cul de sac a few times to kill time

The lawns were cut clean, the trees were trimmed neat

The rocks were made of polyethylene

They didn’t fool me, perhaps they would fool someone

Now we find ourselves living in the kind of home we can make perfect

You know, a porch and a yard and room enough to make ourselves perfect

We talk of our hopes, pretend to buy homes

In the neighborhood we couldn’t dream to afford

And hope the nights clear up in time for the weekend

‘Cause the air smells of pine

Burning sap in the night

Oh I can’t see the sky but I bet it’s beautiful

Would you sit just for now

Catch my breath on your brow

Oh the blue has gone gray

But the sky looks beautiful, beautiful today

Now lay with me still in our bed let us listen to darkness

A dog in the distance, the cans rattling from the park block

The pulse of my thumb

The pulse of your thumb

‘Cause the air smells of pine

Burning sap in the night

Oh I can’t see the sky, but I bet it’s beautiful

Would you sit just for now

Catch my breath on your brow

Oh the blue has gone gray

But you sure are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful