wilco
rhythm
When red is black and petals blue And in my sleepless head our love's been dead a week or two Sometimes good times are stuck inside of you And then they're gone But I don't know why A lot of things have changed since you said goodbye There are reasons for you to love me But I gave you none So I turn my glass and nod my chin And wonder who you've been in rhythm with Sometimes just time, cause can't escape Clouds are playing close, not often too far away Blue has no value, power over you Open skies will grace your lip Carelessness is what I miss And that's how I think of you Sometimes good times are all we have to do So I turn my glass and nod my chin And wonder who you've been in rhythm with So I turn my glass and nod my chin And wonder who you've been in rhythm with.