Take me back to the blues land
Where the losers stand anywhere they can
And a fair chance comes along when it will
When the moon comes up and hangs so still
In the purple sky at night
Take me back to the blues land
Where the losers stand anywhere they can
And a fair chance comes along when it will
When the moon comes up and hangs so still
In the purple sky at night
Take me back to the blues land
Where the losers stand, give me where they can
The socialized races of the cultural oasis
Like flesh hanging off skull and bones
Will peel away at a tidal dismay
What washes the smiles off our faces
Pull me down in love's quicksand
That captures the band in its all-night jam
Take me to drown in a bottomless stream
Safe from the future, from her demons saved
By the circle of the light
Pull me down in love's quicksand
That captures the band in its all-night jam
Take me to drown in a bottomless stream
Safe from the future, from her demons saved
By the circle of the light
Take me back to the blues land
Where the losers stand, give me where they can
And a fair chance comes along when it will
When the moon comes up and hangs so still
In the purple sky at night
The socialized races of the cultural oasis
Like flesh hanging off scarlet gold
Will peel away in a tidal dismay
That washes the smiles off our faces