A Bad Case of Blue

Drinking real hard
Drinking all alone
Staring through my glass
At rattlesnake bones
Nobody here
to work things through
The walls ain’t sayin
what I’m supposed to do

A bad case of you
A bad case of blue

This old house is
Quiet as a stone
Wind’s pickin up
Full moon moans
Lightning in the distance
Flashing like your eyes
A storm’s on the way
But it’s singing good-bye

Bleeding through the strings of my guitar
My Words keep searching for where you are

River ran wide
River ran deep
I always believed
It was ours to keep
Whatever happened
You just ran dry
Leaving me here
And wondering why