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Elliott Smith Song

Alternate Titles/Versions:

Crushed Blind
Pour White

Written By

Elliott Smith

Recording Sessions

Early 1997 (Jackpot! studios, Portland, OR - Jackpot! sessions) - unofficially circulating
1997 (Location Unknown - Grand Mal Demos) - uncirculating
Mid-1997 - Mid-January 1998 (Jackpot! Studios, Portland, OR - Final Jackpot! sessions pre-Dreamworks) - unofficially circulating
March-April 1998 (Sunset Sound Studios; Sound Factory Studios - Primary XO Sessions)
November 29, 1998 (NOB Audiostation 1, Hilversum, Netherlands - 2 Meter Sessies) - uncirculating

Availability of Official Release

Lyrics

i’m a color reporter (rose city on the 409)

but the city’s been bled white (white city on the yellow line)

and the doctor orders (drinking till he’s trashed is just a waste of time)

he drinks all night to take away this curse

but it makes me feel much worse

bled white

so i wait for the f-train (white city on the yellow line)

and connect through a friend of mine (white city to a friend of mine)

to a yesterdaydream (yesterday a dream was just a waste of time)

‘cause i’ll have to be high to track the sunset down

and paint this pailing town

bled white

so here he comes with a blank expression

especially for me ‘cause he knows

i feel the same

‘cause happy and sad come in quick succession

i’m never going to become

what you became

don’t you dare disturb me (don’t complicate my piece of mind)

while i’m balancing my past (don’t complicate my piece of mind)

‘cause you can’t help or hurt me (the anger, being mean was just a waste of time)

like it already has, it may not seem quite right

but i’m not fucked, not quite

bled white

“Crushed Blind” version (Early 1997 demo)

so we run to the border

but the city’s been bled white

and the doctor orders

he drinks all night to see who throws up first

make me feel much worse

crushed blind

so i wait for the 14

and I wait for the 409

in the yesterdaydream

on a nicotine high

to drag the sunset down
to paint this pailing town

crushed blind

who’s the girl with the blank expression?

everyone’s trying to put

someone to shame

happiness pulls me the other direction

going to pioneer square
to watch it rain

don’t you dare disturb me

while i’m balancing my past

‘cause you can’t even hurt me

like it already has, like it will tonight

think i’m fucked, you’re right

crushed blind

“Pour White” version (Mid-1997 - Early 1998 demo)

There’s a glow at the border (Ghost city at the 409)

But the city’s been bled white (White city on the 409)

And the doctor ordered (White city on the 409)
Drinks all night

To see who throws up first

Left feeling much worse

Pour white

So I wait for the 14 (White city on the 409)

And I wait for the 409 (White city on the 409)

In a yesterday dream (White city on the 409)

On a nicotine high

To drag the sunset down

Paint this pailing town

Pour white

So here he comes with a blank expression

Looking for me because he thinks

I feel the same

Happiness pulls me in my direction

Going to pioneer square

To find your way

Don’t you dare disturb me (White city on the 409)

While I’m balancing my past (White city on the 409)

Because you can’t even hurt me (White city on the 409)

Like it already has

You didn’t treat me right

I’m not fucked, not quite

Pour white

Note

In the album version of the song, Joey Waronker plays drums.

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