Blue Chicago Moon - Songs Ohia

Out of the ruins blood grown heavy from his past his wings stripped by thunder

And storms keep coming back singing birds in sickness

Carry the same blues songs

When they fell out of the emptiness

They must brought along space's loneliness space's loneliness gotten so good at hiding

It even he does not admit it that

Glittering flash in his eyes makes it

He might be alright

If the blues are you hunter

You will come face to face

That darkness and desolation and the endless

Endless

Endless

Endless

Endless

Endless depression

You are not helpless

You are not helpless try to beat

Try to beat and live through space's loneliness

And live through space's loneliness

You are not helpless you are not helpless

I help you try try to beat it

I help you try try try to beat it

I help you try try to beat it

I help you try try to beat it