Krista Detor, Paradiso: 'Blue Sky Fallen' (Cornfield)
Description: 'Blue Sky Fallen' (Dream In A Cornfield) Lyrics:
He picked you out from the rest, I could tell them
the story of how we never met, but I'd bore them.
Newspaper dust on their hands did it get you if these lines were ever enough to acquit you.
One hundred angels on one hundred pins
dance the prickling pain that is under my skin.
Silver teeth bared at each line on you,
how are your arms held at your sides like Jesus before you?
Was it the blood on your hands or a life of long hours spent in a silence more deadly than mine?
Take these hands from your pockets, tell me it's not true that the blue sky has fallen and finally landed on you.
Blue bells and cockle shells, sweetness and light. All the little Miss Mary's who slept through the night
missed the black-eyed balloon man, the goat-footed sandman whose face did you hide in your puddle of dreams.
And how, Mr. Death, do you like your blue-eyed boy? Tell me, how do you like her.
Album: 'Dream in a Cornfield' - http://www.islandwerks.com/krista
Venue: The Paradiso - http://www.paradiso.nl
Website: http://www.kristadetor.com
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