So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skys from pain. Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade Your heros for ghosts?

The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way He walks away My tears dry on their own In this blue shade So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze

The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way He walks away My tears dry on their own In this blue shade So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze

I'm half a heart without you Only half a blue sky Kinda there but not quite I'm walking around with just one shoe I'm half a man at best With half an arrow in my chest And being here without you is like I'm waking up to I miss everything we do So your

Did you see the frightened ones? Did you hear the falling bombs? Goodbye, blue sky Look mummy, there's an aeroplane up in the sky Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter when the Promise of a brave new world unfurled beneath a clear blue

Do you wanna wanna, do you wanna wanna go? Pedal on the floorboard, lay a little bit of rubber down this road Bass bumpin' on the car door Got a blue sky, got a fast ride, got all the time in the world so come on little girl Whoa, all we gotta do is

Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show I

Play me a song People said he was useless Them people all were fools To ever play the blues Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew Well, I got your drinkin' money Tune up your Dobro 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker Well, I used to wake the mornin'

The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way He walks away My tears dry on their own In this blue shade So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze

I am the voice of never, never land The innocence, the dreams of every man Every chimney, every moonlit sight Every memory that you hold dear I am the empty crib of Peter Pan, A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, I am the story that will read you