You left it by the frozen tree
Where winter locks the heavy key
A blue ceramic chipped and old
Sinking deep in sudden cold
The light turns gray and thin
Where the lonely nights begin
The wind begins to blow
Over fields of heavy snow
Lost in the orchard white
Hidden from the dying light
A little cup of midnight blue
Waiting there for someone new
The apple branches bend and sway
As the gold of evening slips away
You walked a mile in leather boots
Deep among the twisted roots
The light turns gray and thin
Where the lonely nights begin
The wind begins to blow
Over fields of heavy snow
Lost in the orchard white
Hidden from the dying light
A little cup of midnight blue
Waiting there for someone new
I've driven streets from north to south
Seen the truth in every mouth
A forgotten thing is hard to keep
While the winter gardens sleep
Lost in the orchard white
Hidden from the dying light
A little cup of midnight blue
Waiting there for someone new
You thought the porcelain would stay
Until the clouds all cleared away
But the frost has claimed the rim
And the evening vision's dim
Lost in the orchard white
Hidden from the dying light
A little cup of midnight blue
Waiting there for someone new
The meter runs but time is still
Looking down from every hill
Just a piece of clay in the grass
Watching all the seasons pass
Lost in the orchard white
Hidden from the dying light
A little cup of midnight blue
Waiting there for someone new
Just a blue cup in the snow.
Yeah, let it go.
Let it go.
