
Date of issue: 07.06.2018
Song language: English
Black and Blue Bird |
If I could fly at the speed of light, I |
Could get to Canis Major in five thousand years |
Butterflies and black and bluebirds |
I’ll never be the same since I met you |
Pennies thrown into a fountain |
Make a wish, blow out the candles, take a breath |
God is troubling when you consider |
Believers that would welcome the end of the world |
Got a job and it pays me |
I want love more than I deserve |
I read the paper, makes me crazy |
There’s gotta be a way to make it work, oh |
Ashes, stardust, |
Look at us crawling out the mud |
Let’s go around the block |
We’ll make the most before the jig is up |
Dreamers, the big talk, |
We’ll never know the thickest never stop |
Ashes, stardust, |
Look at us crawling out the mud |
I know that dying is scary to us |
But everybody do it one, two, three |
On the sidewalk, the dandelion |
Is reaching from a crack up to the sun |
Words can be a wicked tool |
For twisting truth I wanna be true to you |
Blood and bones, black holes and stones, |
All those things pave the way for you and me |
Got a job and it pays me |
I want love more than I deserve |
I read the paper, makes me crazy |
There’s gotta be a way to make it work, oh |
Ashes, stardust, |
Look at us crawling out the mud |
Let’s go around the block |
We’ll make the most before the jig is up |
Campfires and high rise |
You never did quite know when to stop |
Ashes, stardust, |
Look at me crawling out the mud |
If I could fly at the speed of light, I |
Could get to Betelgeuse in about six hundred years |
Butterflies and black and bluebirds |
I’ll never be the same since I met you |
Baby, dying is scary to us |
But everybody do it A, B, C |
God is troubling when I consider |
Believers that would welcome the end of the world |
Got a job and it pays me |
I want love more than I deserve |
I read the paper, makes me crazy |
There’s gotta be a way to make it work, oh |
Ashes, stardust |
Look at us crawling out the mud |
Let’s go around the block |
We’ll make the most before the jig is up |
Ashes, stardust |
Look at us crawling out the mud |
Ashes, stardust |
Look at me crawling out the mud |
Butterflies and black and bluebirds |
I’ll never be the same since I met you |
If I could fly at the speed of light, I |
Could get to Betelgeuse in about six hundred years |
Butterflies and black and bluebirds |