Lyrics Blues for Bama - ASG

Blues for Bama

Scratching out from hell
Dig until you’re tired, tired, tired
Dream a while, dream for miles and miles
Reckless as the wind obeys
Playful as the pain
Come as you were, unwoven and broken
Desperate indeed, dead in the deepest end
Iron will weld but strike while it’s burning
Come lend your grievances, blackout the colors that sting
I believe it’s not for me
Empty coffin I sink, low
The lions could tame us
Or parade our flesh to the backdoors of yesterday’s dream
I need a new eye to build my sky
I need a new eye to build my sky
I believe it’s not for me
Empty coffin I sink low
The lions could tame us
Or parade our flesh to the backdoors of yesterday’s dream
I need a new eye to build my sky
I need a new eye to build my sky
I need a new eye to build my sky
I need a new eye to build my sky