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Live at Almost Blue, October 29, 1999 (Ryan Adams) · Ugly Side: An Acoustic Evening with Blue October (Blue October) · Glow (Rick James) · Glow (Plasterscene Replicas) · The Glow of Love (Change) · Glow [Japan] (Peter White) · Love Glow (Jus' Cynthia) · Coke Machine Glow (Gordon Downie) · Glow (Al Jarreau) · High Glow (Jes) – and 90 other albums »


to live
Yesterday's letters take me back to you

Yesterday's letters with yesterday's glow
Will tell me you love me anytime I wanna know
Yesterday's letters
standing by the live oak tree, in our yard on Canyon Lake
And I'm driving under miles and miles of clear blue Texas skies
Some strangers in a pick-up truck,
 
Was a mad house all flooded by the rain
Or did I once live it in a dream
Throwing all good minutes to the sea
Did you know the sky can also bleed
 
to live
As yesterday's letters take me back to you
Yesterday's letters with yesterday's glow
Will tell me that you love me anytime I need to know
The long long day is through
The light's been replaced by blue
You lie awake in your room
Thinking about what to do
And everything depends
book, thatcha live by.
I'm the fisherman's hook, that ya kill by.
I provide your inner peace,
Faith in complication.
I provide the means the tools,
sky is blue like ice
Kissed by a winter star
Who smiles and fades away
It seems a perfect shade
Able to read your scent
Winding your sight with
Looking out the window at the clouds flying by
I wonder if You moved them with a thought or with a breath
And as they pass, I see the beauty
in quarantine.
Contact, unclean, lock me up in quarantine.
Bathed in the blue wash of a T.V. screen,
Surfing served up dreams to the happy glow
the sky, the sun flew by,

I died for you, Shades of Blue.



But maybe now

When you lose control

You'll see what I could give,

Trapped inside your heart,
And the fight is on
This love, it keeps rolling on

Watch me fly
Into the clear blue sky
This is the age of wonder
I am the one

I don't want to live like
and a-double-truckin'
Down the avenue we'll go
Folks passin' by us will stop and eye us
Soon there'll be more, all callin' "Encore"
We'll walk in a wonderful glow
for the ride while you glorify your false pride
In any case you're blue in the face 'cause you lost your place in the human race
That pushed you to do
The millionth chance they laughed, to take down his majesty's craft
To India they say, magic carpet float away, an October fateful day

Mist is in the trees,
You're dressed in blue
The sky and sun a hue more paler
Than the glow in your heart
I bask in your rays
Days of broomstick rhythm

As you're sweeping
These eyes, did I die behind these
Cold blue eyes? Did I know where to go?
This light, eclipsed in a worn disguise
Did glow even though my cries were
blue
Through darkness comes light and I be known as the Guru
And this I certify we all should be alerted by
the traps within the system, our youth is
Getting It, By Grip, That's The Way We Rolling...
You Better Move It When We're Stepping Through

[Mad Child]
I'm the first thing to burst a verse
matter what it cost, just get it, get it
Like gray flow, like gray dough
Wrist, ears, neck, light gray glow
Make dreams come true, C.R.E.A.M. come
family live in the Hill
They call us Bin Ladins, laughing, turbaned up
Niggas get murdered up, these streets is like radio beef
So watch how the kid turn
[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, jumping out of Benz wagons, my family live in the Hill
They call us Bin Ladins, laughing, turbaned up
Niggas get murdered up, these
And don't slip up
It's way too late when the bodybags zip up
Real gangsters pray for they soul when they get up
You live by the gun but you'll die by that
really doesn't got 
shit to live for if you can't explore the 
realms of thought you ought not test lest 
you be chomped up, like a pop rock, stopped
really doesn't got 
shit to live for if you can't explore the 
realms of thought you ought not test lest 
you be chomped up, like a pop rock, stopped
limitations
Concrete, concrete like Greg Street

Sufferin from a severe case of inner-city blues
I ain't got no clues to which directions I need to choose