Blue on Red

Working down below now I get wet
I desperately record ideas then its
On and off these polls are freezing
It depends which way you’re leaning
Likely down the centre
Bullet on the string I
Dry my eyes from a strange social paradise
Run around in circles
Blue on red, it’s blue on red
But of course I’m steady
Dragging feet stoking coals get yourself in line
Not because it’s easy to
Six miles down below now I dried out
It turns out that his daughter opens
Doors to unfamiliar places fixing random people
Holding midnight parties
Bullet on the string I
Dry my eyes from a strange social paradise
Run around in circles
Blue on red, it’s blue on red
But of course I’m steady
Dragging feet stoking coals get yourself in line
Not because it’s easy to
The rhythm outside that the people created
Intelligent words that were never paraded
Announce your talent boy it all comes clear
Self fulfilling on the contrary
And I can barely believe it when I see
The same faces appearing
Yet they’re the ones who never cheer
It’s like they’re pulling away at the pull of a cord
And now you sit and wonder
Who the hell is chairing the bored
Bullet on the string I
Dry my eyes from a strange social paradise
Run around in circles
Blue on red, it’s blue on red
But of course I’m steady
Dragging feet stoking coals get yourself in line
Not because it’s easy to