Description: This is a quiet, aching ballad about the effect of losing someone you love. Specifically, you begin to “see life through a filter where everything is grey." And here the effect is even greater because the man is responsible for his own condition; he “sent his girl away." A song with depth and genuine emotion, expressed through a haunting melody.
Artist Fit: George Jones, Alan Jackson, Randy Travis, Gene Watson, Chris Stapleton
Sync Keywords: Loneliness, nighttime reflection, heartbreak, empty house, quiet sadness, emotional stillness
Lyrics
This morning when I woke up,
I reached to pull her near,
And then my memory spoke up,
And said, "She isn’t here."
Something’s happened to me,
I’m stuck in yesterday,
And everything feels gloomy
Since the time that I sent my girl away.
I thought that I could live with lonely,
But the joke is on me after all,
I feel like every day is only
Like the dusk, when evening shadows fall.
I’m slightly out of kilter,
Like someone in a haze,
I see life through a filter
Where everything is gray.
Sometimes, something signals to me,
A trace, a scent that’s in the air,
And then remembrance whispers through me
That it’s just the fragrance of her hair.
I thought that leaving was the right thing,
I told her it was kind,
But it seems the out of sight thing,
Is not, not the same as out of mind.
I thought that I could live with lonely,
But the joke is on me after all,
Today and every day is only,
Like the dusk, when evening shadows fall.
Without her, every day is only
Like the dusk when evening shadows fall.