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you're either green or blue
Its What We Do

Oh, what else is there to do
Its what we want the answer to
Its five-a-side you're either green or blue
Its

Like we on a vacation
Ten toes to the pavement

Woke up thankful for another bag
Chasin' day, I'ma get to mine
In any fashion, any way
Do it by my lonely

It's only mid-October
But school's already over my head
I try to do my homework
But she's the only answer I get

I see her in the hallway
I'm hearing

bangs on the wall
I'm short on inspiration, abandoned by the muse
I've got those lowdown in the water, Don Navigation Blues
And the moorings, they get

You and I

Ray Eberle

America's Greatest Hits: 1941

2016

Poet and musician sing the same old tune
To the sweethearts that come and go
Let your intuition aided by the moon
Tell you little things the poet

YoVelli
Ahhh
Yeh
Yo yo
Ugh
Blue phone
Sapphire
Phone tag: would you answer
Money talk to romance her
Wraith talk in a Acura
Erry Saturdaay
Block spin

an answer and make a suggestion
A time and a place for a first impression
Second and third to a fourth dimension
Rise above the weights that hold us

the blue of night
Torn by this pain, I paint your name in sound
And the girl of the dawn with eyes of blue and angel wings
The songs of the season are her

Well I was born right here in Houston
On a cold October day
They had the air raid drills that evening 
Because the Pigs were in the Bay
But my Mom

an answer and make a suggestion
A time and a place for a first impression
Second and third to a fourth dimension
Rise above the weights that hold us

Hello, was it me? Or was it you?
And now, I fall into
This deep deep blue

Phone me, I can't bring myself to answer
Clone me, find another who is better

she called her own
Searching for a heart so true
Colors turning blue

Snow white queen in her dream
Life ain't always what it seems
Holding on to purest

She walks between the leaves
And sat on chilled October benches
You carve her features 'neath the trees
Her voice is woven in the breeze
And here I

Looking for something
Nothing is enough
Though the thought of this
Is making things tough
Staying inside
Blue, red and brown
A child’s smile

Australians
developed by the Welsh into a competitive sport

Wanking your blues away
Wanking your blues away
Shirt on the floor
One hand and a metronome

Searching for answers
Rebuilding your lost dreams, insanity
Searching for pictures
Wake up your dreams from reality

You are looking for the same

I've never been blue thinking of you what can I do 
I spend time alone just staying at home what can I do

Well I don't have answers but I know what

Sitting in a booth by myself
Drinking coffee and not much else
I got the papers open
Then my waitress walks by
Looks to my side
Shakes her head

up all on MTV
Niggas looking at the screen like
It's ghosts that they see
I like my Rosé red my
Diamonds blue my money green
TIP put me on the team

Running after you this picture is too far away from me now
Sleepless nights inside the blue a dim light keeps me awake
Crouched down by the corner 
I

The answers we had
But our voices we asked 
Why could they not be heard

In the pages of my diary
I write a little story
That's all I'm left to do
With pages

Night falls especially hard on some
Government buildings blue into dusk
Fake birds in real cages
Desire lines you can't trust

What he can't see

death left no answers

Join the queue to stand in line
For second hand love and broken minds
The barest survivor knows it's time
When he's caught by

I escaped by the only way I knew
Consumed by hate, black and blue
Away from here convey your inner truth
Away from here, away from here
Jump in where