SKY OF BLUE    

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Sky of blue. 

Six days running through the heart of you.

The hours like bones are gonna break in two.

You sweep up all the wasted time with a broom.

And shake the dust out into a sky of blue.

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Wall of sin.

Bricks laid of promises lost again.

Stacked up higher than they’ve ever been.

Nothing gets over, penetrates within.

The strong and ancient wall of sin.

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But when the moon’s behind the clouds.

And the fog tastes just like rust.

And there’s murder in the air.

I will open up my eyes and come alive.

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Trees and hills.

You never notice all the simple things until

You’re hanging there suspended by somebody will.

Submit to everything until they’ve had their fill.

Till tears blur the view of these trees and hills.

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But when the moon’s behind the clouds.

And the fog tastes just like rust.

And there’s murder in the air.

I will open up my eyes and come alive.

 

 

Albert Reda - Bass

JVA - Lead Vocals, Programming, Keys, Percussion, BGVX