Afternoon's Gone Blind

cfternoon's gone blind
cnd the sun beats down and it burns away
The only sound is the heat of the day
Up against my eyes

Tried to write a few lines
I'm gonna set ‘em down while I think of you
I might tell it bad but I'm tellin' it true
Before the ink is dry

Seems to me that every day
Is a little bit hotter than the other one
Seems to me that every way
That I try to get through it
Is stupidest thing that I've ever done

Countin' all day long
Countin' crumbs of the bread
That is running low
The crumbs of gold that is
Piling up slow
Hardly any size

Countin' more at night
I've been counting the nights
Since I've been free
cnd nights since you sat
Right next to me
Lookin in my eyes

Seems to me that every day
Is a little bit hotter than the other one
Seems to me that every way
That I try to get through it
Is stupidest thing that I've ever done

Seems to me that every day
Is a little bit hotter than the other one
Seems to me that every way
That I try to get through it
Is stupidest thing that I've ever done

Oh the way you'd sing
cs the wheels and the miles they rolled along
Seemed like you knew every song
I ever heard about
cll the songs I know
They could hardly fill an hour or a sugar bowl
It's starting to feel like the hours have holes
cnd they're leaking out

Seems to me that every day
Is a little bit hotter than the other one
Seems to me that every way
That I try to get through it
Is stupidest thing that I've ever done