Washing Day Lyrics - New Green Lines - Amber Rubarth

Walking past my lover's house 

Bitter taste still in my mouth 

Too much whiskey, too much smoke 

Last night's tears hang on my coat 

But now the rain has stopped its fall 

Streets shine like a mirror ball 

Sun comes on, it's just enough 

Watch the flower's waking up 

It's washing day, it's washing day 

Colors run and they fade away 

It's washing day, it's washing day 

Feel the threads like new again 

Big machines all in a row 

Mother with her child in tow 

Change old paper for silver coins 

Lose myself in all this noise 

Wake up from a peaceful rest 

Counting down, one minute left 

Cotton stops its jog in place 

I hold it warm against my face 

It's washing day, it's washing day 

Colors run and they fade away 

It's washing day, it's washing day 

Feel the threads like new again 

What's this in my dungarees 

In my back pocket, curled and creased 

My old notebook, filled with you 

Our secrets now just streaks of blue 

It's all a mess but beautiful 

This emptiness, a gift I hold 

I write a poem with you in mind 

And leave the memories behind 

I leave the memories behind 

It's washing day, it's washing day 

Colors run and they fade away 

It's washing day, it's washing day 

Feel the threads like new again 

Feel the threads like new again 

Feel the threads like new again