Dark Blue Bottles

Lyrics

Verse 1	Dark blue bottles. The dirt has made it hard to see what they were when they were new, boisterous blue bright blue bottles.
Verse 2	And I feel that fog has filled my mind. And I see a dead tree of my kind. And I sadly feel that we don't mind that we think forgetfulness is kind.
Verse 3	In my cellar the world is taken over by dust and cold. And mold has covered things of old. And now I know that I cannot recall anything at all.