Just coming into where I store my hair
Just in the rift of gold and brown
Opening up a whole of light
A swallowing epic as we fuse
No children pathside though listening we hear them
So we die
Who has the blues ?
Not I
Check it in another tongue
And stand it in the new way
You and me, sister
Gonna hang on to a bigger day
Closer to joining
Closer to death
And clear the streets for us
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See if they have any water in that house down the road
And I will wait here for you
And watch the women go by
And if you don't come back soon
I'll pass out right here and die
So I die
Who has the blues ?
Not I
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