Violent Blue


Hey, don't I know you from some other life?
You were wide-eyed and green and a little bit taller
And you didn't look away when spoken to
Do you still have two sugars?
You seem a little tense
And I can't help but notice how hard you appear
When I look into your eyes, a violent blue

Was it sudden? Was it clean?
Were there a lot of shades in between?
Step away
Let off
Throw it down
And lose yourself

Hey, are you in there?
Or don't you recall
When the perfume of belief was all we needed?
It was all we needed to set our sights
So when did you throw out the rest of the world?
Deaf from the din of your self-righteous babble
I think you've been blinded by your own light

Was it hatred? Was it pride?
Or did you just have a lot to hide?
Come away
Throw down
Let it burn
And lose yourself

Passion to ashes to smouldering ruin
<bathed in your violence>?
Are you in there?
Are you in there?
Am I boring you?
I could say more
We were headed for somewhere
But that was before
You traded in your peace sign for a finger
And I don't believe it's the way you were raised
Or the cards you were dealt or a poor self-image
I think you love yourself too much

You want to rule some sovereign state?
You want to smother in all that hate?
Get away
Lay down
Strip it off
And lose yourself

Recorded by Chagall Guevara.  Written by L. Nichols, D.H. Perkins, and Steve Taylor © 1991 MGA Publishing, GMMI, and Sadoshrimp (ASCAP)

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