Laryngitis Blues

Raindrops sliding down the window pane

Cold tea sitting in a cup

Talking about the things we couldn't change Before the morning woke us

up (mmmmm)

I tried

to write

a new page

But the ink just bled right through

Oh, why did we dance on a wire so thin?

Letting the dark winter wind blow on in

We built up a fortress to watch it fall down

Just two silent voices

in a crowded town

Empty chairs around the kitchen table

Leaving letters on the floor

Believing that we're finally stable

While we lock up every door

(yeah) We couldn't see the light of day

Lost inside the words we didn't say (ahhhh)

Oh, why did we dance on a wire so thin?

Letting the dark winter wind blow on in

We built up a fortress to watch it fall down

Just two silent voices in a crowded town

Silent voices... (hummmm)