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sure as hell can't go

So help me find where the peace is
Tangled up in beanies and fleeces
Well lay on back and wait
For the snow

So take me where

dances rage. 
Back with mom, six years young, memories linger, songs unsung. Dad lifting me up high, red shoes gleam, my time flies.
Tainted by a new man's

The New Blue Velvet Band

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 2

1990

to the bridge by our captain
His hand held a paper of white
This message just flashed o'er the wireless
And your darlin' is dying tonight

So I boarded

I'd say that I have the blues, but, that song is overused
I'd say that time is flying by, but that'd be far from the truth
I feel I'm stuck in slow

"Tangled Up in Blue", man
Drove the car as fast as we could to get to you, ma'am
Second turn on Milan, I'm back to my roots
But just understand
Mother fucker

dots tripling my anxiety
You wanted to get tangled up in blue, don't fucking lie to me
I just wanna hear your voice, calling out my name
Got so many

Why do we always end up like this
On your basement floor where we're both naked
I'm kissing you
And who knows how bad this could get
With your hands

Up all night wake up early too

Stay away from anybody tryna curb the mood,
On the highway 9-5 toward the ocean blue

Treat the road like the water way

Got so many issues so why can't i solve em
Gave up on tryin it's way too much pressure
At this point i settle for feeling so lesser
I might disappear i

of my heart, only you do
And who'd choose to love me this hard, only you do
Only you

Runnin' away from the life I know
My mind's all tangled up in blue

through Calgary and up to Kicking-Horse Pass
Stampeded through Calgary up to Kicking-Horse Pass
Well, O Lord, here we are
Way up in the Great White North
It

Only Trust Your Heart

Joe Puma

It's a Blue World

1999

Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say

Only Trust Your Heart [Bonus Track]

Loren Schoenberg

Solid Ground

1988

Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say

Only Trust Your Heart

Bill Mays

Conversations

2002

Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say

ok
And not get stuck on one heartbreak
But get back up and find my way

So far gone in my own blues
Don't judge if you can't walk in my shoes
Look into

like to be cooked in this oven 
And baked into a cookie Mr Hand 
The hand picked up Jo 

After they arrived at their destination by hand travel 
They

fingers went blue from the cold arctic air
But I never shall swim with the great polar bear
No I never shall swim with the great polar bear

BEEN) CHOPPED AND DIVIDED
BY CULTURE AND CLASS
LIKE SO MANY DIGITS
IT'S  ALL THAT WE CAN SEE

I'M FAT AND I'M TIRED
I JUST CAN'T GET IT UP
I'M AN AMERICAN

Y'all been actin' so petty up in your white petticoats, what?
You don't like me?
Come and fight me
You can find me
In a white tee and my three stripes,

moving uphill
pursued by a bus 
He saw a white church with a 
Three blue-domed roof 
A crucifix on the top
And an ant walked 
Along the edge of his book

to sew up broken stitches
as if it'll make a difference
Wedged inside each thread holds lies seeding denial
These tangled wires keep
Overriding each

got blue, I got red, I got juice
I got sauce, I been dripping like a voss
I rock Lacrose and they ask me what's the cost
Of my shoes cause you know that

and grapefruit juice and rock blue diamonds 
Nah, these niggas ain't me
Sixties on a double-R, look up at the stars (in the clouds)
Smokin' Skittles

got issues 
Wanna live a great life 
White picket fence on the west side yea 
99 problems 
Bill’s adding up can’t solve them no 
Car got a flat tire