Blue Sky - Jason Collett

You tried to make it good

Hiding out in the neighbourhood

Getting by and it’s understood

There’s no time

Like the time before the flood

You get high to feel your love

It’s alright so you need the crutch

Step aside wonder what’s up

You close your eyes

You see you’ve missed so much

Bring on the blue sky

You can fly in your dreams

Floating by the black and white scenery

Take a drive where lovers leap

Only to arrive dead on your feet

The paint is peeling off

The hood of this old truck

As you drive into the West

Where the eye of God is sinking fast