Drowned Colors

I stained my floor with old black ink And watched the ceiling

start to shrink You left your keys beside the door

I don't think you need them anymore

And it is quiet in the hallway

(so

quiet) We are spinning in the doorway (spinning round)

Your heavy boots are on the stair I smell the cedar in

your hair

The radiator starts to hum

I guess the winter finally come

Oh,

I cannot pull myself away (I

cannot stay)

It is too heavy

now to carry

And it

is quiet in the hallway

(so

quiet) We are spinning

in the doorway

(spinning round)

(spinning round and round)