Blues From Down Here

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Blues From Down Here - TV on The Radio
Written by：Kyp Malone/Malone
From the
Depths
I called you ma
For your breath and breast so warm and fabled
Your hands reached inside
Grabbed my heart enlarged disabled
Hailed for your mercy
An ear that cares
How the blues sound from up there
My wet hair
I wipe the blood off of your feet
Carry me through these shark infested waters
Well
You spared me from slaughter for sure
But these sharks are equally in need of a martyr
Oh kindness shared
Undeserved purest gift
This life you spared
How the blues sound from up there
Teeth gnashing
Masticating this dumb tongue
Quiet now quiet now
Hear that supplication
Echo into the void
Been received by no one
Oh my sweet dear
Cold alone poisoning ourselves
Engulfed in our own tears
Signed blues from down here
Signed blues from down here
Signed blues from down here
Pull the pin drop it in
Let it wash away your
Pull the pin drop it in
Let it wash away your
Pull the pin drop it in
Let it wash away your
Pull the pin drop it in
Let it wash away your
Pull the pin drop it in
Let it wash away your
Time for your favorite story
Of how to achieve golden glory
Wash yourself all squeaky clean
All in white all
Hallow's eve
Lessen your desire
Hold your breath so patiently
Never inquire how to be free
Just stay on your knees
You might doubt it
Think there's nothing left for me
To do but stomp my feet
And shout about it
From the depths
I called you
Now I'm waiting for an answer patiently
Stuck here in the bottom of this well
It's not the last
You've heard from me