And now our bodies are oh so close and tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so right
And we’re glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife
Glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife
C’mon! Hold on tight!
Well c’mon! Hold on tight!
Though it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
When the flames have their season
Will you hold to your reason
Loaded down with your talents
Can you still keep your balance
Can you live on a knife-edge
I’m gon’ set my soul on fire.
My heart beats low while the flames go higher.
Strike the match and then the truth is told.
I’m gon’ set my soul on fire.
The Devil made me a woman!..
I ain’t no liar.
Flames Go Higher. Eagles of Death Metal
Strike another match, go start anew
And it’s all over now, baby blue
Oh how long it will take
Till she sees the mistake she has made?
Dear what can I do?
Baby’s in black and I’m feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
Blue
Songs are like tattoos
You know I’ve been to sea before
Crown and anchor me
Or let me sail away
Song sung blue everybody knows one
Song sung blue every garden grows one
Where the blue of the night meets the gold of the day,
Someone waits for me.
And the gold of her hair crowns the blue of her eyes,
Like a halo tenderly.
Where The Blue of the Night (Meets the Gold of the Day) – Bing Crosby
You ain’t been blue, no, no, no
You ain’t been blue till you’ve had that mood indigo
That feelin’ goes stealin’ down to my shoes
While I sit and sigh, go 'long blues
Time on my hands
Could be time spent with you
Laughing like children
Living like lovers
Rolling like thunder
Under the covers
And I guess that’s why they call it the blues
Is it any wonder I’ve got too much
Time on my hands
It’s ticking away with my sanity
I’ve got too much time on my hands
It’s hard to believe such a calamity
I’ve got too much time on my hands
And it’s ticking away, ticking away from me
Time? What is that?,
I’ve no time to care.
I’ve lived for a long while,
nearly everywhere.
You will be taken, everyone,
you ladies and you gentlemen.
Fall and listen with your ears,
upon the paving stone.
Is that what you hear?
The coming of the sea?
Fotheringay: The Sea
The sea
Under the summer sky blends
Its white sheep
With so pure angles
The sea
Infinitive shepherdess of blue
La Mer. Charles Trenet (translation)
Somewhere beyond the sea
Somewhere waiting for me
My lover stands on golden sands
And watches the ships that go sailing
I saw three ships come sailing in
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
I saw three ships come sailing in
On Christmas Day in the morning
And what was in those ships all three
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day?
And what was in those ships all three
On Christmas Day in the morning?
I Saw Three Ships a Sailing. The Chieftains
Wooden ships on the water, very free and easy
Easy, you know the way it’s supposed to be
Silver people on the shoreline, let us be
Talkin’ 'bout very free and easy
Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Gitchi gitchi ya-ya da-da
Gitchi gitchi ya-ya here
Mocca chocolata ya-ya
Creole Lady Marmalade
On the shores of Gitche Gumee,
Of the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood Nokomis, the old woman,
Pointing with her finger westward,
O’er the water pointing westward,
To the purple clouds of sunset.
Red sails in the sunset
Way out on the sea
Oh, carry my loved one
Home safely to me
She sailed at the dawning
All day I’ve been blue
Red sails in the sunset
I’m trusting in you
Red Sails in the Sunset. The Platters