Wednesdays

This church is a mess, jackets and crutches

Clutch pearls and buckets of ice

Dyed cotton candy, blonde lady does the honours

In a deuce in all the family who fights

And the sunlight of late afternoon

Leans across the altar till it slaps the groom

The flowers we gathered in ribbons of blue

Clutched tight to her chest in her room

And the band played Christ Is Risen Today

While everybody waits

'Cause nobody knows who they really are

To the stranded in Coronado trashed at the bar

Till the wind carries all of the things you love most

Long loose strings tangled in the trees

Woman, your silence brought me on my knees

Where I needed to be

Your hair smells of lilac, roses and cinnamon

And waves moving slow across the rocks

Humid and heavy, clouds of salt water

Rusted the hands off the clocks

And I smoke cigarettes in the heat

Watching Flamingos from the hotel balcony

My head was on fire and the bartenders knew

Written on the wall, in cursive, "We're through."

And the band played The Safety Dance as I cried

In the taxi alone

'Cause nobody knows that they are the fool

Stranded in Coronado, drunk at the pool

'Till the drinks carries off the burden at cost

To let go of things you already lost

Woman, your silence brought me on my knees

Where I needed to be

Woman, your silence brought me to my knees

Where I needed to be

The highway was empty, we speeded on safely

Tears falling onto your dress

The ring on your finger disappeared slowly

You let go already's my guess

You cried as we made our way home

Said you didn't wanna leave

But I could tell by the things that your ma and your pa didn't do

Like look me in the eye as we said goodbye

And the band says Wednesday's my right hand

As I pray for you at night

'Cause nobody knows what they really want

Till the car's full of boxes and you watch it drive off

The cocaine and pills and the drinks, they were off

And the cigarettes, they just make you cough

Oh, woman, your love brought me on my knees

Where I needed to be

The house is so quiet

I hear the leaves fall from the lemon trees where

There's now too much room for this house made for two

Your side of the closet's so bare

I still hear the sound of your voice

Calling my name like some midnight train

Rumbling heart full of ghosts

Of everyone that I loved, I miss you the most

And the plans that we made fade like the Sun on the coast

'Cause nobody knows what they really need

Till it's too late with reason to wait

You wake up insane, screaming her name

But there's no one to blame now but me

Oh, woman, your silence brought me on my knees

Where I needed to be

Oh, woman, your silence brought me on my knees

Where I needed to be