Wednesdays Ryan Adams

[Verse 1]
This church is a mess, jackets and crutches
Clutch pearls and buckets of ice
Dyed cotton candy, blonde lady does the honors
Introducing all the family who fights
And the sunlight of late afternoon
Leans across the altar till it slaps the groom
The flowers we gathered in ribbons of blue
Clutched tight to her chest in her room
And the band played "Christ Is Risen Today"
While everybody waits

[Chorus]
'Cause nobody knows who they really are
Till they're stranded in Coronado trashed at the bar
Till the wind carries all of the things you love most
Long loose strings tangled in the trees
Woman, your silence brought me to my knees
Where I needed to be

[Verse 2]
Your hair smells of lilac, roses and cinnamon
And waves moving slow 'cross the rocks
Humid and heavy, clouds of salt water
Rusted the hands off the clocks
And I smoke cigarettes in the heat
Watching flamingos from the hotel balcony
My head was on fire and the bartenders knew
Written on the wall, in cursive, "We're through"
And the band played "The Safety Dance"
As I cried in the taxi alone