Elliott Smith - Oh Well, Okay

[jengajam]

Here's the silhouette, the face always turned away
The bleeding color gone to black, dying like a day
Couldn't figure out what made you so unhappy
Shook your head to say no, no, no
And stopped for a spell
And stayed that way

Oh well, okay

I got pictures, I just don't see it anymore
Climbing hour upon hour through a total bore
With the one I keep where it never fades
In the safety of a pitch black mind
An airless cell that blocks the day

Oh well, okay

If you get a feeling next time you see me
Do me a favor and let me know
Because it's hard to tell
It's hard to say

Oh well, okay
Oh well, okay
Oh well, okay