Shades Of Black - Ashbury Heights

Shades of black

Are hard to spot

Spit on me

Forget me not

Broken stars

Look good in print

Scandals taste

Like springs of mint

You can’t say no to a cellophane heart

You can’t say no to a work of art

We all need that centerfold part of life

So come on roll the dice

Sometimes we lie

And I think we’d rather cry like crocodiles

Than look ourselves straight in the eye

Everybody’s talking

Damned malicious make believe

Everybody’s talking

Shades of black in magazines

Everybody’s talking

'Bout the things you left behind

Everybody’s talking

There’s no way to ease your mind

Shades of black

Will take their toll

Misery

Like solid gold

Resting upon

Paper shoulders

Are camera

Obscura soldiers

You can’t say no to a cellophane heart

You can’t say no to a work of art

We all need that centerfold part of life

So come on roll the dice

Sometimes we lie

And I think we’d rather cry like crocodiles

Than look ourselves straight in the eye

Everybody’s talking

Damned malicious make believe

Everybody’s talking

Shades of black in magazines

Everybody’s talking

'Bout the things you left behind

Everybody’s talking

There’s no way to ease your mind