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Bullet the Blue Sky (U2) · Sky Blue Sky [CD/DVD] (Wilco) · Sky Blue Sky (Wilco) · Sky Blue Sky (Wilco) · Blue Sky Blue (Pete Murray) · Collide with the Sky [Collide with the Sky This is a Wasteland] (Pierce the Veil) · Digital Bullet [Clean] (Bobby Digital) · God Is a Bullet (The Mission UK) · Live Bullet [Remasteredw/Bonus Track] (Bob Seger) · Single Bullet Theory (Pamela Means) – and 90 other albums »


sky.

He told of a time
When he rode with the rangers
Down on the pecos
And he saved the day

Outnumbered by plenty
They were almost to cover
of reflection
You wish I was more like you well I wish the best for you
I'm living blue sky fine with a bullet in the chamber

Painted portrait of desperation
When I was young I threw bullets in the fire,
Believe me when I tell this truth,
But now those days are gone, lights have passed me by,
I can't
the sand and wind
I am suspended by your eyes
Squirming like a beetle pinned
Between the devil and the deep blue sky

The wind licks off the tar paper
At the river's edge.

[Chorus]

White wolf waits,
Grey wolf howls
At the girl by the river's edge.

The bullet head boys
With their baby blue eyes,
Their
Before I go rat-tat-a-tat again
I'm mad again brother somebody's mother will be sad again
But, whose blue skies will turn grey
From the attack,
Wild horses could not drag me away from you
Wild horses could not drag me away from you

As the sky falls down from the midnight blue
spittin' like
The chair's been kicked, a rope tied to the rafters, blue-faced and broken-necked I die. Relieving my vision from the sick fucking stare of that
wrist, look like a package of piss 
Looked like they pissed, in a ice cube tray 
Put it in the freezer, so by the next day 
They could put it on my wrist,
band 
Saw a moving statue 
Saw the bullet train 
And a sheltered city 
Where clowns scream 
Our move ruined it 
Saw the money God 
Brothers say by
the wind that sucked me through it 
Ahe's a river and she's turning there in front of me

Stand back get back
She'll paint your blue skies black she
We were young and bound for glory
Itchin' for a fight like you
Bringin' hell and purgatory
To the boys who wore the blue
And I thought I'd seen
Wild horses could not drag me away from you
Wild horses could not drag me away from you

As the sky falls down from the midnight blue
spittin' like
raised with worldwide dreams, yeah

Put your hands to the sky
I'm a bullet in the barrel with a hair pin trigger now
Yeah I'm a landslide
I'm a head case
that homeboy showed me nearly caused a heart attack
For what he called a hooptie was a sky blue Cadillac
And I felt a little nervous as I drove out
I am the ghost
Of haunting hope
A trailing phantom
Some withering wisp of smoke
Slipping by
And these are my words
Flung through the sky
Trailing red
might have ta rob
A don't know just ta get by word
On the road for lifers
Bullets in the fire
Check the chain link
Swayze I'm slummin
Let 'em know
the wind that sucked me through it
She's a river and she's turning there in front of me

Stand back get back, she'll paint your blue skies black
She
raised with worldwide dreams, yeah

Put your hands to the sky
I'm a bullet in the barrel with a hair pin trigger now
Yeah I'm a landslide
I'm a head case
don't give a fuck where they fly just make a pig die
Send that muthafuck'n from the earth to the blue sky
If he was on earth worshiped Jesus and got
and we stacked 'em up, for a house and bought some ground.
Traded for some cattle, and turned 'em out on the range.
The skies were blue and we never
To the sky and the rest
I looked inside myself
I felt my heart in my chest
Something so point blue
There's nothing to say
Some hearts to stay true
When falling
you can throw your hands up
If you on the side, you can throw your hands up
Wave 'em in the sky, you can throw your hands up
Yo its aiight if you want
in time, you'll see the line

The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying,
from Iraq
Home of too many soldiers graves
Where for our country
We gamble with our lives everyday
And there are no blue skies here
Every colors