Blue parade

Think I should take up smoking Maybe even cigars Think I should be leaving now I don't know who you are Have I a reason? Am I a liar? Am I poison? Am I alive? There, there - don't cry And I feel fine...

Innocent Sunday morning As plain as the Sunday before I thought as she told me her story I don't think I can hear these anymore Charting a map of land mines Asleep in the settling dust How come we...

Eyes on a pretty face that loved the show The blue parade, its good to know that I could leave a smile on a distant shore and go there with out wanting more With the crowd inside standing head to toe...