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Blue skies
Late in the morning
I sit on the porch
To calm my wondering mind
The blue sky
Clear blue sky
Won't ever
Let me down
Fresh air and birds
The rays of sun
The healing has begun
The blue sky
Clear blue sky
Has never
let me down
for once I see this okay
not good but okay
the land full of hate
The blue sky
clear blue sky
Has never
Let me down
there's blue skies in hell
Must be the smoke
There's blue skies in hell
must be the smoke
I sit on the porch
To calm my wondering mind
The blue sky
Clear blue sky
Won't ever
Let me down
Fresh air and birds
The rays of sun
The healing has begun
The blue sky
Clear blue sky
Has never
let me down
for once I see this okay
not good but okay
the land full of hate
The blue sky
clear blue sky
Has never
Let me down
there's blue skies in hell
Must be the smoke
There's blue skies in hell
must be the smoke
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