gregory alan isakov
all shades of blue
When the wine stops working  And you're all run out And all of your high hopes have all headed south And the songs left the stable and they never came home And there ain't no forgetting that you're out on your own  Turned the scrub oaks to timber and you're left without friends And you don't put your book down even after it ends Smoke curls up from the table in your quiet little room And your heart's worn the handle of an old pushing broom  Broken bottles shine just like stars, make a wish anyway Just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house That was darkened for days Been thinking you probably should stay  When the going is long gone And the kick drum won't kick When you fumble with your fiddle and you're fresh out of tricks And the horseflies are biting but the fish never do And your heart's a thousand colors but they're all shades of blue  Broken bottles shine just like stars Make a wish anyway Just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house That was darkened for days Been thinking you probably should stay Yeah, I think that you probably should stay  And our dreams on the windowsill See those trees turning gold in the hills