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Bluebird on a telephone line. |
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How are you? |
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I'm feeling fine. |
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Sweetly do |
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I whisper your name. |
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Lonely solo taxi ride to a cheap motel on the wrong side of the tracks. |
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The facts are tricky to explain. |
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Cold front bearing down, blowing in from |
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Birmingham. |
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By dawn the window's wet with icy rain. |
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Behind fourteen doors, a sad parade of paramours are throwing little white rocks at sorrow's window pane. |
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Me, I've found someone to love more than the rain. |
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Salvation |
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Army ringing bell, kingdom come and wishing wells. |
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Hey Santa |
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Claus I see your junkie eyes. |
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It's the devil and the deep blue sea, with old friends |
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I hope I never see again all tangled up with misery and lies. |
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The lonely hiss of passing cars feeds the ache of ancient scars, like ghosts beneath my bed rattling chains. |
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No good luck charm or remedy ever proved to soothe my sanity nor bad medicine served to ease my pain. |
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Had to find someone to love more than the rain. |
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Now, old habits will die hard. |
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This pile of junk setting in my yard... souvenirs from the wrecking ball of dreams. |
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You spend a lifetime tearing temples down, it gets to feel like hallowed ground is a shallow grave where ne'er the bluebird sings. |
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Last time home when |
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I played this song, you said "Dad, it's sad, and way too long." |
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And I pulled you close and held you in my arms. |
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Yes, salvation wears a thin disguise 'cause |
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I can see the heaven in your eyes. |
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And I thank |
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God them years |
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I searched were not in vain... finally found someone to love more than the rain. |
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Bluebird I love you more than the rain. |
