Black & Blue

I see boxes Fills up a room All the things I never told you still glooming And I try though, I try though Talking never seems to do it I miss the taste of you, red hearts and the dust of June Oh I miss the taste of you The night now, its as dark as the crows That call me in the discernment above Still they won't let me be Two hearts gone black and blue Oh they wont let me be...closer to you --- Black & Blue - Gregory Alan Isakov