Sky High Paroles

Comfy color sheets,
Thinking when our pale knees need a cigarette in a morning beat under the blue sky
Last night at the bar, I was wrong, I was only hurting
And you were acting too polite with me
Hello to the ṗale, through the storms and the rain,
Like a couple of empty starting in post parts

A-a-a-ah the blue sky
A-a-a-ah sky high
A-a-a-ah

Pawn-shop billboard, we buy gold or dreams
Just fade and twist, it’s a heartache that never ended
The brightness of air, I’m walking somewhere
And when they ask you, just tell them that you knew me back then, under the blue sky

A-a-a-ah sky high
A-a-a-ah below the blue sky
A-a-a-ah sky high