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