Corduroy

When the violet hour is heavy on your eyes

When the wine runs out and all we have is time

Out of all the broken tongues you hear tonight

I hope I say it right

Blue corduroy '89

Oh, I was a pleasant boy, soft and mild

When a foreign place don't make you feel alive

And a patient heart forgets how to be kind

It's a burden that will carry through your life

And God knows that ain't right

Only God knows if he's right

Fields black as coal spring to life

And I have dreams of a bitter war in a peaceful time

When you realize it's not your fight

And you can't avoid a chance to reconcile

Lay 'em down, the stones, the stones will never cry

No stone will ever cry

No stone will ever cry

When the poison fruit tastes sweeter than you like

It's a fertile place to propagate a lie

While you're waiting for the nausea to subside

Let's drink to what is right

Let's share a drink tonight

Spend it in wartime and save up in peace

Love will be all that you need

Spend it in wartime and save up in peace

Love will be all that you need

Spend it in wartime and save up in peace

Love will be all that you need