Ron Hawkins - Out of the Black lyrics

I've never been too graceful at this You'd rather seal this deal with a kiss The kind that brought 'em down in Gethsemane Someday we'll laugh about all of this Until that day boy, put up your mitts And take one on the chin in alacrity Bruises like foreign currency High-risk exchanges of urgency That never seem to bring around acceptable returns And just like Dorothy Parker would say Well, it's no shame to call it a day But must you wipe your feet before you leave And after all those hours and days Of needless scenes and tragic parades I watched you submerge like a submarine And your semantic marathon Ain' t worth the paper it's written on If I had known I would've bent an ear to Louis Mayer All your duplicity Is firmly planted in the ground Your pretty perjury Is pushin' up the daisies now I'll sing this eulogy In ecstasy I'm fine all things considered You're signed sealed and delivered There's really nothing more we can do Than step out of the black and into the blue Blue will be the colour of the sky And yellow was the colour of your lies But golden is the colour of surprise as I walk away Silence is the sound of things unheard And violent is the sound of lessons learned And deafening, the silent sound of words that we never say