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BLUE RIVER by Peter Kern
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Blue River
Stan Loh May 12, 2009
VERSE 1
Blue River flows in me through thickened nerves,
Blue River torments me, untouched by love,
I’m taunted by its dark and stealthy flow,
In its depths of discard I’ll drown below.
VERSE 2
Blue River tears my flesh and bars my soul,
Blue River feeds me trash to win control,
Like a captured con with a ball and rusty chain,
I’ve no fight left for there’s nothing more to gain.
CHORUS
You’ve got a hold on me, Blue River,
Now I ain’t free, I believed her,
She led me up your stream,
So cunning in her schemes,
Now I am a misled, wasted, broken man.
VERSE 3
A broken man can’t rise from endless turns,
He learns to despise but can’t discern.
What’s good and what’s bad, what’s running deep,
All he knows there’s one place for him to weep.
VERSE 4
No prayers for me, no please, cause I lost God,
A dagger in her back that’s what she bought,
The hangman’s noose was banned since ninety-two,
Now I rot in Blue River like I should.
CHORUS
You’ve got a hold on me, Blue River,
Now I ain’t free, I believed her,
She led me up your stream,
So cunning in her schemes,
Now I am a misled, wasted, broken man.
Now I am a misled, wasted, broken man.
Stan Loh May 12, 2009
VERSE 1
Blue River flows in me through thickened nerves,
Blue River torments me, untouched by love,
I’m taunted by its dark and stealthy flow,
In its depths of discard I’ll drown below.
VERSE 2
Blue River tears my flesh and bars my soul,
Blue River feeds me trash to win control,
Like a captured con with a ball and rusty chain,
I’ve no fight left for there’s nothing more to gain.
CHORUS
You’ve got a hold on me, Blue River,
Now I ain’t free, I believed her,
She led me up your stream,
So cunning in her schemes,
Now I am a misled, wasted, broken man.
VERSE 3
A broken man can’t rise from endless turns,
He learns to despise but can’t discern.
What’s good and what’s bad, what’s running deep,
All he knows there’s one place for him to weep.
VERSE 4
No prayers for me, no please, cause I lost God,
A dagger in her back that’s what she bought,
The hangman’s noose was banned since ninety-two,
Now I rot in Blue River like I should.
CHORUS
You’ve got a hold on me, Blue River,
Now I ain’t free, I believed her,
She led me up your stream,
So cunning in her schemes,
Now I am a misled, wasted, broken man.
Now I am a misled, wasted, broken man.
