Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Josh Woodward
Saturday
I watched you fly away
Across the empty sky
I turned around and waved goodbye
And now it's me alone
It's just an empty home
That's on an empty street
In a town that always sleeps
And a blind man in the darkness knows no difference
But I have grown accustomed to the colors that you bring
I check the dial tone
On the telephone
But when I try to speak
The reception gets so weak
I took an hour's drive
Into the countryside
The sky was bright and clear
But it was cold without you here
And my mind is turning back before I knew you
And the numbness was the only thing I'd ever really known
And I was home
Long ago, I was happy by myself
Long ago, it was me and no one else
Long ago, and then I saw your face
I got a photograph
Beneath a sheet of glass
Inside a cherry frame
But it is never quite the same
It's just a memory
A spot in history
But that's no good to me
When I am living here and now
Oh, I've tried to make my peace with all the silence
I have tried to patch the cracks, I've got my finger in the dam
And I've tried to find contentment in seclusion
But I will never really smile till the day that you return
Till you return