Blue Mountain Haze 2020 Brian Granse Verse The suns coming up over the ridge Blue Mountain haze burning thin Theres a tragedy on the horizon And thats how its always been You sat there watching the dust Just cover your town Now nothing shines and the walls are peeling thin A union sticker fades upon an empty tin Gone the black streaks under your eyes Still a scar across your chin Your father left each night for the winding hills Sports radio hummin beneath the road The owl shift turns the night Into someone elses gold Burned for steel at the end of a rail In some town youll never know Chorus Scraping the long wall No sun upon your back Kerosene life lost in a sea of black You can push hard When youre bound to protect When everythings gone you let it all to heck Verse The campaign signs have you looking for ghosts In four more years theyll come round again Knockin on plywood doors in a town on government checks Lining the sides of the highway With letters and lies in the ditch Ghost and myth hang all around us We lean to faith in the days we limp A preacher knows to speak To the empty eye in the room A desperate heart will fall for you Dont matter if youre true Chorus The writing was on the long wall Before the companys letterhead A midnight drive and then you never went back There aint no God, no love, no president To give you any more but heartbreak To the still of your towns breath Verse The suns going down over the ridge Blue Mountain haze closing in Theres a tragedy on the horizon Comin round again
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