| Song | Black & Blue |
| Artist | Gregory Alan Isakov |
| Album | That Sea, the Gambler |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| i see boxes… | |
| fills up a room, | |
| all the things i never told you still glooming. | |
| and i try though, i try though. | |
| talking never seems to do it. | |
| i miss the taste of you, red hearts and the dust of june | |
| oh i miss the taste of you… | |
| the night now, its as dark as the crows, | |
| that call me in the discernment above… | |
| still they won’t let me be. | |
| two hearts gone black and blue. | |
| oh they wont let me be…closer to you |
| i see boxes | |
| fills up a room, | |
| all the things i never told you still glooming. | |
| and i try though, i try though. | |
| talking never seems to do it. | |
| i miss the taste of you, red hearts and the dust of june | |
| oh i miss the taste of you | |
| the night now, its as dark as the crows, | |
| that call me in the discernment above | |
| still they won' t let me be. | |
| two hearts gone black and blue. | |
| oh they wont let me be closer to you |
| i see boxes | |
| fills up a room, | |
| all the things i never told you still glooming. | |
| and i try though, i try though. | |
| talking never seems to do it. | |
| i miss the taste of you, red hearts and the dust of june | |
| oh i miss the taste of you | |
| the night now, its as dark as the crows, | |
| that call me in the discernment above | |
| still they won' t let me be. | |
| two hearts gone black and blue. | |
| oh they wont let me be closer to you |