A poignant song about grief and the small moments that trigger memories.
Verse 1
Wish that I could call you, wish that I could call you
Tell you that blue jay you used to feed
He was out back yesterday
Making quite a squeak
He flew up to the second story window
Where he had to have himself a peak
I was in your bed
With the covers up to my head
I wish that I could call you wish I could call you
And tell you that blue jay got into the house today
He got back out again
I think the realtor let him in
He thinks he owns this place
Chorus
And he's gone mad he's gone mad
He's gone mad, he's gone mad
Since you left
Verse 2
Wish I could call you
Tell you that blue jay and I, we stare at each other
He on the outside of the window sill looking in
I on your bed
And we wonder where you are right now
Are you reading by the fire
Are you staring up at the simple stars like we are
Outro
He's gone man he's gone mad,
Crazy a lunatic, bonkers a nutted-up nut ball
Since you left