Lyrics Local H – Blue Line
Text:
It’s getting hard to realize.
A sense of self in other eyes.
It’s us and them.
Do people even know why their backs are up in crazy times?
The «we» is dead.
Trash fire bummers cry a river for the drunken boys and girls.
We’re rolling by in washed up waves.
Back into your everyday.
Counting stops along the Blue Line.
Never shown how.
You’d never know now.
The places you return to don’t exist.
There’s nothing left here to be saved.
Just barreling dogs and barking trains.
Another year lost to the Blue Line.
Trash fire bummers and a river cried for every boy and girl.
Never shown how.
You’ll never know now.
Give in to your reasons to resist.
Trash fire bummers cry a river for the drunken boys and girls.
We’re rolling by in washed up waves.
Back into your everyday.
Counting stops along the Blue Line.
Never shown how.
You’d never know now.
The places you return to don’t exist.
There’s nothing left here to be saved.
Just barreling dogs and barking trains.
Another year lost to the Blue Line.
Trash fire bummers and a river cried for every boy and girl.
Never shown how.
You’ll never know now.
Give in to your reasons to resist.
Album
Local H – Hallelujah! I'm A Bum
Local H – Trash Fire Bummers
Local H – Waves
Local H – Cold Manor
Local H – Night Flight To Paris
Local H – They Saved Reagan’s Brain
Local H – Blue Line
Local H – Another February
Local H – Say The Word
Local H – Cold Mannered
Local H – Waves Again
Local H – Feed A Fever
Local H – Here Come Ol’ Laptop
Local H – Look Who’s Walking On Four Legs Again
Local H – Ruling Kind
Local H – Limit Your Change
Local H – Paddy Considine
Local H – Sad History