Far out on the blue line Spring is coming, it's cold as hell Life is feeling like a wishing well Dirty water and pennies Cheekbones, teeth and lips of Your famous smile fades away Sad like Walmart Christmas day A dream dead for too many Brush the tears back from your eyes Cause this ain't no curtain call When you're broken and you find There is no easy way to fall Here's to good goodbyes You were my Apollo in a wave of wool Promised land where we could easily go The door was always open Time and time again A memory of you, dear friend So well worn it feels worn in Let your mind run wild So brush the tears back from your eyes Cause this ain't no curtain call When you're broken and you find There is no easy way to fall