This simple letter that was left on a table
Felt chiseled in stone and it seemed to enable
An unwelcome moment of clarity that rode right in
This swinging door with its cold metal handle
A twist of the knob and it opens a channel
To forgotten promises washed in on a dirty wind
Seen through closed eyes
The bar's lights
Are diamonds glittering
Where the goodbye
And the low life
Are features of the scene
Seen through closed eyes
The dark nights
They could be anything
They could be anything
This glass of poison its content's enable
The distance and longing to
Ride in on waves of slow-motion memory
Seeping through my skin
Seen through closed eyes
The bar's lights
Are diamonds glittering
Where the goodbye
And the low life
Are features of the scene
Seen through closed eyes
The dark nights
They could be anything
They could be anything
They could be anything
They could be anything