Lyrics

Smoking cinders settle in an ashtray In a dingy bar where romances are born The sound of Denver seeping from the jukebox But no country road could ever take us home She speaks like raging tides against the coastline I'm rendered ragged by things that she might know The whiskey and this feeling bring me back to better times Let it go let it go let it go Wait you remind me of someone I used to love The way she revived me But that was so long ago And now the passing days on the outside feel gray And it never ever rains The city is burning right now I'm dying It's hard to wash your hands clean Of these dying days Sweaty palmed I swallow down my cocktail Like the things I feel but know I shouldn't say Every morning I awake to my sighs of reassurance It's okay it's okay it's okay Wait you remind me of someone I used to love The way she revived me But that was so long ago And now the passing days on the outside feel gray And it never ever rains The city is burning right now I'm dying It's hard to wash your hands clean Of these dying days Well there I go digging graves for every single pretty girl Pretty soon they'll be no more left to move And I'll be filling holes with a longing in my soul If it's not one of those things I tend to lose Now the passing days on the outside feel gray And it never ever rains The city is burning right now I'm dying It's hard to wash your hands clean