"Paint The Red Rose Blue" lyrics
He was the youngest of five and the only son
He called his wife by a nickname as his father had done
Not the root
Not the branch
Not the flower or stem
He had the wildest of dreams but he rarely remembered them
Turn the red rose
Paint the red rose blue
What was he to do?
But turn the red rose
Turn the red rose
Paint the red rose blue
What was he to do?
But turn the red rose
The words that came to him
Both the lies and the threats
They arrived all too easily
But they ran up some debts
From the thunder of a pulpit
To the whispers of a lover
'Til he found that he couldn't tell one from the other
Turn the red rose
Paint the red rose blue
What are we to do?
But paint the red rose
Turn the red rose
Paint the red rose blue
What are we to do?
But paint the red rose
He haunted the shadows
And waited until
They had secrets to sell him
And some practical skill
Theatrical blood is convenient to spill
He turned on the light switch and watched her undress
Oh, you'd never guess
What came next, unless
He said "All of these hours that I've skulked in the shade
The sun never struck me or made me afraid
Now she and I share unspeakable pain
I have to believe in something, in anything"
Turn the red rose
Paint the red rose blue
There's nothing left to do but paint the red rose
Paint the red rose
Turn the red rose blue
There's nothing left to do but paint the red rose, blue
"Magnificent Hurt" lyrics
After talking in tongues I began to preach
What falls from the branch is an apple or peach
Hold on to me there's a red alert
It's the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
I took a little walk, I took another stimulant
I shed a single tear for my predicament
Don't act surprised or insolent
It's the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
When we first met, I knew you were beautiful
You fit like the seat of a blue mohair suit
And the pain that I felt let me know I'm alive
And I opened my heart
To the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
I speak low and intimate
Like a cardboard sophisticate
What if this is true love?
Not some town hall certificate
It's the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
I stood at the door, and I almost went through with it
Tight as the angle of my amen
And I swore there and then as I feign and I flirt
I unbuttoned my shirt
To the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
To the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
It's the way you make me feel
It's the way you make me feel, magnificent