Blues For Andre
Through magnetic fields
the golden days go by
could get reduced to steel
in your mind's eye
out along a frozen plane
our system's wasted away
all alone with our love
and a blues for AndræPbr>
Whenever the ghosts come out
you don't always take the time
desires of the modern earth
are all clearly defined
you could get laid to rest
on resurrection day
I always knew the terms
she knows the blues for AndræPbr>
Through eyes denied
the messages appear
in a scent that died
on avenue souvenir
all along a virgin spring
our shadows show the way
while the kisses scream
a blues for AndräSbr>
Writer/s: Chris Whitley
