Elliott Smith – Oh Well, Okay

Here’s the silhouette, the face always turned away

The bleeding color gone to black, dying like a day

Couldn’t figure out what made you so unhappy

Shook your head to say no no no

And stopped for a spell

And stayed that way

Oh well, okay

I got pictures, I just don’t see it anymore

Climbing hour upon hour through a total bore

With the one I keep, where it never fades

In the safety of a pitch-black mind

An airless cell

That blocks the day

Oh well, okay

If you get a feeling next time you see me

Do me a favor and let me know

‘Cos it’s hard to tell

It’s hard to say

Oh well, okay

Oh well, okay

Oh well, okay