Blue Flower/Blue Flame
Okay, fine,
even the sky looks like wine,
and everywhere I turn there's
a new face in town
stuck inside the well
fresh hells to attend to...
Blue flower, blue flame
a woman by another name is not a woman.
Don't know why,
don't know when,
a cathedral sick of the sky again
says to it––
"Oh, please not now! Will you just look at the time––it's standing still!"
Somewhere applause falls dead on the hillside...
Blue flower, blue flame
a woman by another name is not a woman.
I'll tell you what I mean by that.
Maybe not in seconds flat,
maybe not today...
Blue flower, blue flame
a woman by another name is not a woman.
I'll tell you what I mean by that.
Maybe not in seconds flat,
maybe never.
A gray ashen sadness rises like the sun, oh well.
It was time I decided to try this hotel:
Her world...
Tulip has an inner animal,
she's in it for a good time.
I was on the outs for a while
but now things are all right.
I gave you a flower because foxes travel light
and a penny for your thoughts was never enough––
your head gets filled with that stuff.
even the sky looks like wine,
and everywhere I turn there's
a new face in town
stuck inside the well
fresh hells to attend to...
Blue flower, blue flame
a woman by another name is not a woman.
Don't know why,
don't know when,
a cathedral sick of the sky again
says to it––
"Oh, please not now! Will you just look at the time––it's standing still!"
Somewhere applause falls dead on the hillside...
Blue flower, blue flame
a woman by another name is not a woman.
I'll tell you what I mean by that.
Maybe not in seconds flat,
maybe not today...
Blue flower, blue flame
a woman by another name is not a woman.
I'll tell you what I mean by that.
Maybe not in seconds flat,
maybe never.
A gray ashen sadness rises like the sun, oh well.
It was time I decided to try this hotel:
Her world...
Tulip has an inner animal,
she's in it for a good time.
I was on the outs for a while
but now things are all right.
I gave you a flower because foxes travel light
and a penny for your thoughts was never enough––
your head gets filled with that stuff.
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Bejar
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