you were always bigger than those flower pots
and i know that there were days you settled in
you'd find a way to dream
to look outside the changing of the wind
pictures faded slowly out of focus
when you said you were moving to chicago in the spring
windows closed up and colors turned to black and white
and bottles kept me hanging by a string
you believed that somewhere there were answers
they're singing all these songs about you
they burn away without you
every day's a forest of asperity
when you think about the life you could have found
i hope one day the sun will find its way to me
cause the carousel up there sure beats the ground
you believed that somewhere there were answers
they're singing all these songs about you
they burn away without you
they're singing all these songs about you
they burn away without you
they're singing all these songs about you
they burn away without you