Morning Come The Colors

Duration

7:18

Genres

Acoustic

Description

Lyrics

Robert loves his mother His nights are broken dreams Morning come the colors Remind him of the screams Remind him of the screams Black and blue they don't disappear Black and blue they don't disappear Black and blue they don't disappear They just bleed to yellow and to green They just bleed to yellow and to green His mother she will hide it Long sleeves and powdered eyes Bible and the bourbon His father's fists will fly His father's fists will fly On come the hurt and the mean On come the hurt and the mean On come the hurt and the mean The air unbreathable with lies The air unbreathable with lies Robert he is waiting He is waiting for the day When his mother will sleep the sleep of angels When she will rest without the bruising Robert is waiting on the truth Jeanie left late at night They said she was using Been clean as a whistle Sober and refusing Sober and refusing She lost that morphine monkey She lost that morphine monkey She lost that morphine monkey But she cannot win for losing But she can't win for losing She lies awake at night Days ahead alone and hard The road so far paved with pain The future marked and hard The future marked and scarred Two strikes her knife-edge count Two strikes her knife-edge count Two strikes is a knife-edge count Mercy ain't in those cards Mercy ain't in those cards Jeanie she is waiting She is waiting for the day When her past will lie silent When her old will make way for the new Jeanie is waiting on the truth Well all heaven looks down And weeps at the lies The truth has fallen hard Will he ever see it Will she ever see it Shall they ever see it finally rise Will he ever see it Will she ever see it Shall they ever finally see it rise Shall they ever finally see it rise