I'll take another photograph Before the old one fades It reminds me of those things that past And quickly passed away But it comes on in the early night Creeping up on you Those scenes of devastation Crushing down on cue These days are growing colder now The light is growing dim August was a heavy month And now the nights are drawing in Poor Baby Blue's wrapped up again Inside her final pain I'd help her if I could I say She puts us all to shame Alright, alright I know I've got a lot Left to answer for But am I the only one to blame And anyway who's keeping score But the grass seems so much brighter now She's spilled her blood again August was a heavy month Wash it down September rain
Baby Blue picks up her life tonight And rushes for the Chelsea train All the stars shine down on her tonight And August was a heavy month
The photograph is cracked and torn From being picked up, put down Like some holy relic Whose worshippers are found Searching through their sacred books For the holy grail of "why" But the total sum of knowledge Knows no more than you or I Alright, alright says Baby Blue Who doesn't really understand August was a heavy month But winter came at last.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
