Mud-Stained Dress Lyrics

Can you not see the lines in my face

Can you not hear the weary in my voice

Like dying horns of the marching band

Like the rivers that cut deep though the cliffs in the west

Do you remember the day the mud stained your dress

And we watched the sun chase all the stars away

My hands were still and your face was cold

We both rue the words we said that day

Like dogs we'll run through fields green and gold

Oh and down to the river just to see what Peter holds

By god I couldn't wish for a better price to pay

Then to see you once again in your mud stained dress

Paul couldn't save my memories tonight

My last thought of you and your blood shot eyes