Pearl Jam - Black

Hey...oooh...
  Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay.
  were laid spread out before me as her body once did
  All five horizons revolved around her soul
  As the earth to the sun
  Now the air I tasted and breathed
  Has taken a turn
  Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
  Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
  And now my bitter hands
  shade beneath the clouds
  Of what was everything?
  Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black,
  Tattooed everything...
 
  I take a walk outside
  I'm surrounded by some kids at play
  I can feel their laughter,
  So why do I sneer?
  hard and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
  I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
  How quick the sun can, drop away
  And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
  Of what was everything
  All the pictures have all been washed in black,
  tattooed everything...
 
  All the love gone bad
  Turned my world to black
  Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be...yeah...
 
  Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
  I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,
  I know you'll be a star
  In somebody else's sky, but why
  Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine...

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