Picture Perfect Morning

He left home when she was seventeen
We came back to see her
She was older cold and even mean
Not like we remembered

Out along the old road
Where the Indian Paintbrush grows
She began to cry and said she wanted us to know

There were hard times
When the family was broken
There were hard times
Then she lit up a smoke and said

Gonna open up my umbrella and keep it off of me
It's so easy to go somewhere
But so hard to leave
I move far away and still the memories find me there
When I hear the clock and see the dust come off the chair

There were hard times
I don't wanna remember
There were hard times
And I don't want to see ya

Let the wind and white sheet blow through the room
I can live with the ghosts but not with you
It was never so easy saying goodbye

Sitting at a bus stop
Waiting for euphoria
I've heard so much bad news today
I don't think I can take anymore
Of the hard times
Shadows on the horizon
All the hard times
Rusty glow in the sunrise

I haven't learned to say goodbye
Hello itself is hard enough
It kills to let a good thing die
And I don't want to see it go bad

Picture perfect morning
Just before the dawn
And city lights are dying
Sing in the cathedral
Face in the stained glass is crying

I won't let myself look at you
And see you like I really do
It's hard to believe
That you're really here
So I just pretend that you're not there

Picture perfect morning
Just before the dawn
And city lights are dying
Sing in the cathedral
Face in the stained glass is crying

Picture perfect morning
Just before the dawn
And city lights are dying
Sing in the cathedral
Face in the stained glass is crying

And when my plane flew through the rain
It shook the wings and people screamed
But I was so sure that I'd see you again
I was not afraid of anything

Benny lost faith in a gambling spree.
Had to leave this place -- get away from me.
We'll meet again.
Maybe introduced as friends.
He'll come around in awhile,
but it's so hard to see when the lights go down.
And it's hard to believe when the lights go down.
And you shake in your shoes sitting next to the blues.
'Cause you don't want to lose what you've found.
Then he wants to run but he stands his ground.
Sick of those big boys pushing him around.
Here comes a crowd.
They don't care what it's about.
Somebody's son's going down.
And it's so hard to see when the lights go down.
And it's hard to believe when the lights go down.
All the animals know when the fire is low.
'Cause the wind starts to blow on the ground.
Went away on Sunday.
Had a glass of wine on Monday.
All by yourself in your room.
And it's hard to believe when the lights go down.
And it's so hard to see when the lights go down.
And you shake in your shoes sitting next to the blues.
'Cause you don't want to lose what you've found.

You don't even have to try
It comes easy for you
The way you move is so appealing
It could make me cry
Go out driving with my friends
In Bobby's big old beat up car
I'm with a lot of people then
I wonder where you are

Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times

I don't want to say goodbye
Don't want to walk you to the door
I spend a little time with you
I want a little more

Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times, give me some of that

He left home when she was seventeen
We came back to see her
She was older cold and even mean
Not like we remembered

Out along the old road
Where the Indian Paintbrush grows
She began to cry and said she wanted us to know

There were hard times
When the family was broken
There were hard times
Then she lit up a smoke and said

Gonna open up my umbrella and keep it off of me
It's so easy to go somewhere
But so hard to leave
I move far away and still the memories find me there
When I hear the clock and see the dust come off the chair

There were hard times
I don't wanna remember
There were hard times
And I don't want to see ya

Let the wind and white sheet blow through the room
I can live with the ghosts but not with you
It was never so easy saying goodbye

Sitting at a bus stop
Waiting for euphoria
I've heard so much bad news today
I don't think I can take anymore
Of the hard times
Shadows on the horizon
All the hard times
Rusty glow in the sunriseOlivia

Lights on the river bridge roll to the water's edge
Filling the harbor with halos
The night was cold and black when they were walking back
He held her hand in the shadows

My favorite
There is so much more to see
Why stay behind
When you could go on with me?

Icicle centuries burst into gentle breeze
Somewhere a curse has been lifted
She turned around in her chair and he touched her hair
And the universe shifted

My favorite
There is so much more to see
Why stay behind
When you could go on with me?

Olivia
Why don't you let your heart come home?
Olivia
Leave those wild young boys alone

Out on the stormy cliff silvery waters lift
High with a wild wind behind them
Vaporous rippling like a drug or a dream
Eyes in the lamplight were shining

My favorite
There is so much more to see
Why stay behind
When you could go off with me?

Olivia
Won't you let your heart come home?
Olivia
Leave those wild young boys alone