Gold motel

Brand new kind of blue

Gold motel
The newsreel is rolling words are at an all time cheap
The more they are talking the less it means to me
Terrifying feeling creeping in without a sound
I know it'll pin me if I stop to turn around

Casting off again
Not knowing where to land

Drifting in a brand new kind of blue
Hoping that I'm only passing through
The ache of a decade cure is overdue
For this brand new kind of blue

Floating through the ceiling high up over the trees
Soft panoramic view of my whole history
The city was all buzzing on every wire and track
Through it all I heard a voice calling me to come back

All those birthday cards buried out in the yard
Casting off again
Not knowing where to land

Drifting in a brand new kind of blue
Hoping that I'm only passing through
The ache of a decade cure is overdue
For this brand new kind of blue

Drifting in a brand new kind of blue

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