Blue Bayou
I saw you walking from afar
I called your name
If only you could feel this aching
And not think
It means I'd rather have stayed
I spoke with a nighthawk to inquire
How he stays awake
Through all the smallest hours
To ensure all those he loves get home safe
How he laughed
"Kid, I do it for the prey"
I told him anyway
That I'm gonna stay awake
'Cause I'm gonna find you
In the blue bayou
The blue bayou
Well, I know all seasons have bookends
That decide when they come and go
And you can't control the timing
You might as well try and teach a river how to flow
No
Does it make you want to laugh
Things that should grieve you to the core
Depending on the day
I could take it or leave it or start all over
A pillar of salt good for nothing in the wind
Like no matter where I am
Sisyphus won't bring breakfast in bed
Like a neighbor nosing in
All day on the lawn, he is smiling
As he trudges up the hill again
Trudges up the hill
Trudges up the hill again
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-Ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-Ooh
And I wonder if I ought to fight him
Wipe that smile off
Or maybe he would let me win like Jacob's angel
Grinning like a gambler
And walking with a limp
I called your name
If only you could feel this aching
And not think
It means I'd rather have stayed
I spoke with a nighthawk to inquire
How he stays awake
Through all the smallest hours
To ensure all those he loves get home safe
How he laughed
"Kid, I do it for the prey"
I told him anyway
That I'm gonna stay awake
'Cause I'm gonna find you
In the blue bayou
The blue bayou
Well, I know all seasons have bookends
That decide when they come and go
And you can't control the timing
You might as well try and teach a river how to flow
No
Does it make you want to laugh
Things that should grieve you to the core
Depending on the day
I could take it or leave it or start all over
A pillar of salt good for nothing in the wind
Like no matter where I am
Sisyphus won't bring breakfast in bed
Like a neighbor nosing in
All day on the lawn, he is smiling
As he trudges up the hill again
Trudges up the hill
Trudges up the hill again
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-Ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-Ooh
And I wonder if I ought to fight him
Wipe that smile off
Or maybe he would let me win like Jacob's angel
Grinning like a gambler
And walking with a limp
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Writer(s): Juliana Lydell
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