Oh, the Blue - Courtney Marie Andrews

Hide the blanket children in the back

Sleep in consciousness they lack

Curse the young who appear as the old

Escape the border between desolate and gold

Pass collected rowdy sons of song

The arms of seattle is where they belong

Wake up when jim bean greets our hands

Run to the clock tower, run to the bay salty sails

Oh the greens and reds collide

They’ll keep me alive tonight

Oh i needed that talk with you

When you did not the make the time

For the blues, for the blues

Yell for the sake of seven souls

Make a train with us, help us reach our goals

Give us somewhere to lay our heads

Be a southern gentleman

Give us sheets, your beds

Oh the oranges and yellows collide

They’ll keep me sober tonight

Oh i meant it when i said it’s you

When you broke down right in time

For the blues, for the blues

Take a picture of the american kids

Walked a four mason (?) with a cigarette lit

Accidently, convience i’ll stay

Act clueless when the three we promise

Makes 6, makes 7, makes 8

Oh the purples and pinks collide

They’ll keep me sewn together tonight

Oh i could have said so much more to you

When you called me right in time

For the blues, for the blues

Where were you for the blues?

Where were you for the blues?