Thin Blue Flame

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[Chorus]
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  I became a thin blue flame
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  Polished on a mountain range
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  And over hills and fields I flew
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  Wrapped up in a royal blue

[Verse 1]
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I flew over Royal City last night
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A bullfighter on the horns of a new moon’s light
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Caesar’s ghost I saw the war-time tides
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The prince of Denmark’s father still and quiet
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The whole world was looking to get drowned
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Trees were a fist shaking themselves at the clouds
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I looked over curtains and it was then that I knew
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That only a full house gonna make it through

[Chorus]
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  I became a thin blue wire
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  That held the world above the fire
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  And so it was I saw behind
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  Heaven’s just a thin blue line

[Verse 2]
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If God’s up there he’s in a cold dark room
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The heavenly host are just the cold dark moons
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He bent down and made the world in seven days
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And ever since he’s been a’walkin' away
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Mixing with nitrogen in lonely holes
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Where neither seraphim or raindrops go
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I see an old man wandering the halls alone
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But only a full house gonna make a home

[Chorus]
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  But I became a thin blue stream
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  The smoke between asleep and dreams
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  And in that clear blue undertow
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  I saw Royal City far below

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[Verse 3]
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Borders soft with refugees
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Streets a’swimming with amputees
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It’s a Bible or a bullet they put over your heart
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It’s getting harder and harder to tell them apart
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The days are nights and the nights are long
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Beating hearts blossom into walking bombs
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And those still looking in the clear blue sky for a sign
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Get missiles from so high they might as well be divine
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Now the dogs are howling at our door
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Singing bout vengeance like it’s the joy of the Lord
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Bringing justice to the enemies not the other way round
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They’re guilty when killed and they’re killed where they’re found
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If what’s loosed on earth will be loosed up on high
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It’s a Hell of a Heaven we must go to when we die
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Where even Laurel begs Hardy for vengeance please
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The fat man is crying on his hands and his knees
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Back in the peacetime he caught roses on the stage
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Now he twists indecision takes bourbon for rage
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Lead pellets peppering aluminum
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Halcyon, laudanum and Opium
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Sings kiss thee hardy this poisoned cup
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His winding sheet is busy winding up
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In darkness he looks for the lights that have died
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But you need faith for the same reasons that it’s so hard to find
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And this whole thing is headed for a terrible wreck
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And like good tragedy that’s what we expect

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[Verse 4]
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At night I make plans for a city laid down
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Like the hips of a girl on the spring covered ground
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Spirals and capitals like the twists of a script
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Streets named for heroes that could almost exist
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The fruit trees of Eden and the gardens that seem
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To float like the smoke from the lithium dream
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Cedar trees growing in the cool of the squares
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The young women walking in the portals of prayer
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And the future glass buildings and the past an address
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And the weddings in pollen and the wine bottomless
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And all wrongs forgotten and all vengeance made right
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The suffering verbs put to sleep in the night
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The future descending like a bright chandelier
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And the world just beginning and the guests in good cheer
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In Royal City I fell into a trance
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Oh it’s hell to believe there ain’t a hell of a chance

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[Chorus]
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  I woke beneath a clear blue sky
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  The sun a shout the breeze a sigh
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  My old hometown and the streets I knew
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  Were wrapped up in a royal blue

[Verse 5]
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I heard my friends laughing out across the fields
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The girls in the gloaming and the birds on the wheel
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The raw smell of horses and the warm smell of hay
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Cicadas electric in the heat of the day
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A run of Three Sisters and the flush of the land
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And the lake was a diamond in the valley’s hand
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The straight of the highway and the scattered out hearts
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They were coming together they pulling apart
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And angels everywhere were in my midst
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In the ones that I loved in the ones that I kissed
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I wondered what it was I’d been looking for up above
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Heaven is so big there ain’t no need to look up
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So I stopped looking for royal cities in the air
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Only a full house gonna have a prayer