True Blue Songtext
von Gary Louris
True Blue Songtext
Rusty wire,
bent to make a fence,
rows and rows of houses,
cold and still,
until tomorrow.
Rustling waters,
coloured by the stones
some ungrateful morning,
kick the sand,
stir up the powder.
Chorus:
Strip it down
to what you can believe in,
pass it on
what is right
and true blue,
true blue...
Today is the day,
my branches bear their fruit,
and all my labour will be rewarded,
then I awake,
it′s like starting over.
Riches and their thorns,
rumble where they lay,
revealing sparkling secrets,
to hold you bring happiness,
your absence sorrow.
Chorus:
Strip it down
to what you can rescue,
pass it on
what is right
and true blue,
true blue...
Shifting stages and shapes,
giving up ground now,
taking another's place,
holding one′s own,
as if you were just born.
Find a way,
feel without a trace,
feel fulfillment in this small corner,
with no possesions
to create sorrow.
Chorus
bent to make a fence,
rows and rows of houses,
cold and still,
until tomorrow.
Rustling waters,
coloured by the stones
some ungrateful morning,
kick the sand,
stir up the powder.
Chorus:
Strip it down
to what you can believe in,
pass it on
what is right
and true blue,
true blue...
Today is the day,
my branches bear their fruit,
and all my labour will be rewarded,
then I awake,
it′s like starting over.
Riches and their thorns,
rumble where they lay,
revealing sparkling secrets,
to hold you bring happiness,
your absence sorrow.
Chorus:
Strip it down
to what you can rescue,
pass it on
what is right
and true blue,
true blue...
Shifting stages and shapes,
giving up ground now,
taking another's place,
holding one′s own,
as if you were just born.
Find a way,
feel without a trace,
feel fulfillment in this small corner,
with no possesions
to create sorrow.
Chorus
Writer(s): Stephen Pate Bray, Madonna L. Ciccone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com