Lyrics

Blues and greens and butter cups under my chin
You'd laugh out loud and I’d breathe it all in
These tired eyes are getting cloudy again
As I’m lost in the space of remembering

Those abandoned houses
Where the curtains flow like ghosts
The wind whispers through the doorways
Where the goodbyes lived the most
But the memories don’t reside there
They just move on in time
It’s the broken windows that remind us of
What we left behind

The sweet scent of sawdust on the cellar floor
You’d move with grace as I watched from the door
Your silent gaze always said so much more
Than all the words I was waiting for

Those abandoned houses
Where the curtains flow like ghosts
The wind whispers through the doorways
Where the goodbyes lived the most
But the memories don’t reside there
They just move on in time
It’s the broken windows that remind us of
What we left behind

How did the long days turn into such short years
All of the memories still ignite what I feel

Those abandoned houses
Where the curtains flow like ghosts
The wind whispers through the doorways
Where the goodbyes lived the most
But the memories don’t reside there
They just move on in time
It’s the broken windows that remind us of
What we left behind


Amy Hogan 2013