Into Blues

Song 28 of 52Key of A minor90 BPM

TRACK SHEETNo. 28

Key: A minor
Capo: None
Tempo: 90 BPM
Words & music: Wes Ellis

CHORDS IN THIS SONG

4 shapes

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Verse One

Now, all this talk of letting go has got me moving

Away from the town where the sun never peaks the soil

So I release the people with artificial skin

But that's when you slide into view again

So what kind fate, would bring you here?

I assure you I told you I couldn't see you anymore

Now I'm pretty sure, and I'm pretty clear

So I'll smile now, just to keep me off the floor Liner noteThe same line turns up in Simple Words. Some lines refuse to stay in one song.

Chorus

Now, I remember talk of dreams,

But they remained talk it seems,

Wrapped ever so tightly in grown-up themes,

And discolored into blues,

Discolored into blues,

Discolored into blues

Verse Two

The rule of this game is to force a few words,

Side view, crossed arms, and standing sidewards,

Can't ever be bad, if that's what's going on

She stutters, I shudder and we're gone

So far away, were you ever really that close?

'Cause all you are now, is the ghost of a ghost

Grab my back, and pick up where I was before

And I'll smile now, just to keep me off the floor

ChorusSame as Chorus. Tap to open.

Now, I remember talk of dreams,

But they remained talk it seems,

Wrapped ever so tightly in grown-up themes,

And discolored into blues,

Discolored into blues,

Discolored into blues

Bridge

In the silence, we find a way

To color the night, to paint the day

In every word, in every sigh

Discolored dreams, under a cloudy sky

Verse Three

Now the time has come to walk away

From the shadows that keep us at bay

In the light of a new dawn's hue

We find the strength to see it through

ChorusSame as Chorus. Tap to open.

Now, I remember talk of dreams,

But they remained talk it seems,

Wrapped ever so tightly in grown-up themes,

And discolored into blues,

Discolored into blues,

Discolored into blues