Symphony In Blue
I spent a lot of my time looking at blue,
the colour of my room and my mood,
Blue on the walls, Blue out of my mouth,
The sort of blue between clouds when the sun comes
The sort of blue in those eyes you get hung up about.
When that feeling of meaninglessness, sets in,
Go blowing my mind on God.
The light in the dark with the neon arms,
The meek He seeks, the beast He calms,
The head of the good soul Department.
Chorus I see myself suddenly on the piano,
As a melody.
My terrible fear of dying, no longer
Plays with me.
For now I know that I'm needed
For the symphony.
I associate love with Red,
The colour of my heart when she's dead,
Red in my mind when the jealousy flies,
Red in my eyes from the emotional ties.
Manipulation, the danger signs.
The more I think about sex,
The better it gets,
Here we have a purpose in life.
Good for the blood circulation,
Good for releasing the tension,
The root of our reincarnations.
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|2||Don't Push Your Foot On The Heartbrake|
|5||In Search Of Peter Pan|
|6||In The Warm Room|
|7||Kashka From Baghdad|
|8||Oh England My Lionheart|
|9||Symphony In Blue|
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|2.||Don't Push Your Foot On The Heartbrake|
|5.||In Search Of Peter Pan|
|6.||In The Warm Room|
|7.||Kashka From Baghdad|
|8.||Oh England My Lionheart|
|9.||Symphony In Blue|
|2||There Goes A Tenner|
|4||Suspended In Gaffa|
|5||Pull Out The Pin|
|6||Night Of The Swallow|