An Awful Shade of Blue - Tarnation

Like they were carved in stone that time cannot erase

What secrets lie behind an awful shade of blue?

In a place of reckoning I keep returning to

And we return back to the place where words belong, in an awful shade of blue

I sit and listen to an awful shade of blue

And through the creeping dust that I am listening to

Are the words that I once loved and meant the world to me

But they are only now a distant memory

And we return back to a place where words belong, in an awful shade of blue

There’s no sense in cryin', it is only a shade of blue