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Turn the glass over, tear a page from the calendar
I leave rooms, houses, alleys, countries
They whisper of fever in dark rooms,
of heavy calibers, of breaking ones Hearts and breaking dams
Here under sheets, beams and electricity,
the battered boys are singing their very old, very old song
You know you make me blue,
with your blue blue eyes
You just make me blue,
with your blue blue eyes
Who will pay the bill, who will avenge it?
The line is so thin between below and above the surface
I'm leaving solid ground, yes, I'm there
I have to, I have to and I'm getting faster and faster and faster
Yes, here under sheets, Beams and electricity,
the battered boys all join in their very very old song
You know you make me blue,
with your blue blue eyes
You know you make me blue,
with your blue blue eyes
You know you make me blue,
with your blue blue eyes
You just make me blue,
with your blue blue eyes
You know you make me blue,
with your blue blue eyes
You just make me blue,
with your blue blue eyes