Black
Smith & Myers Lyrics

Sheets of empty canvas
There were untouched sheets of canvas before me.

Untouched sheets of clay
Clay was also before me, untouched and unused.

Were laid spread out before me
These canvases and clay were spread out, ready for use.

As her body once did
It was like how her body was laid out, lifeless.

All five horizons
Everything in the world revolved around her.

Revolved around her soul
Because she was central, everything in life was directed by her.

As the Earth to the Sun
Her importance was as significant as the Earth’s relationship to the Sun.

Now, the air I tasted and breathed
The air I used to breathe no longer feels the same.

Has taken a turn
Something has changed and everything feels different now.

Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
I taught her everything about me and us.

Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
She gave me everything she had.

And now my bitter hands
My hands are now bitter and resentful.

Chafe beneath the clouds
I am struggling beneath the weight of it all.

Of what was everything
Of what we used to have, which was everything.

All the pictures have
All the photos we took together.

All been washed in black
They’re all black and white now, with no color.

Tattooed everything
Everything about her and our relationship is now a permanent part of me, like a tattoo.

I take a walk outside
I go out for a walk.

I’m surrounded by some kids at play
Children nearby are at play.

I can feel their laughter
I can hear and feel the joy in their laughter.

So why do I sear?
So why am I still hurting inside?

Mm, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I can’t control my own thoughts, which spin around my head unpredictably.

I’m spinning, oh, I’m spinning
I’m feeling dizzy and overwhelmed by everything.

How quick the Sun can drop away
How quickly everything can fall apart and leave us in the dark.

And now my bitter hands
My hands still feel bitter and resentful.

Cradle broken glass
I am now holding broken glass in my hands.

Of what was everything
The glass is all that remains of what was once everything.

All the pictures have
The photos we took together have all disappeared.

All been washed in black
They’re all black and white now, with no color.

Tattooed everything
Even though the pictures are gone, everything about our relationship is still etched onto me like a tattoo.

All the love gone bad
All the love we once had has now turned to pain and bitterness.

Turned my world to black
Everything in my world now feels dark and colorless.

Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I’ll be, yeah
My love for her, and what we had, has left an indelible mark on how I perceive and understand everything, including myself and my future.

I know that someday you’ll have a beautiful life
I know that she will move on and have a great life eventually.

I know you’ll be a star
I know she will succeed in life and be highly regarded.

In somebody else’s sky
But it won’t be with me; she will find someone else to share that success with.

But why, why, why can’t it be
I still can’t help but wish that it could’ve been me.

Why can’t it be mine?
Why can’t I be the one to share that success and happiness with her?

Why can’t it be,
Why can’t we be together again?

Why can’t it be mine?
Why can’t I have her, or at least a chance at it?

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