Pale Blue Heart - Michael Malarkey

Round the scorpion

Circle in the salt and the sand

Reaper riding on my back

Poised for attack

She lingers on

My pale blue mind

My pale blue mind

Mmh, like a memory

Trickling into my veins

All that’s real is insane

We saddle the pain

And we ride

Someone’s gonna get stung

Someone’s gonna get stung

I called up the sage

And he called me a criminal

I prayed to the saints

They’re not all they’re cracked up to be

But I’m tired of swaying

Between these invisible things

For indivisible dreams

(Indivisible dreams

Indivisible dreams)

Indivisible dreams

(Indivisible)

Indivisible dreams

(Indivisible dreams

Indivisible dreams)

Indivisible dreams

Oh, I’m a locust

Still allowed a second wing

But this is not suffering

I’ve turned my back on the swarm

But still sing

I think I felt a sting

I think I felt a sting

Nobody knows

Where the key to the lock is

Somebody lost it

And poisoned the blacksmith

I know I’ve settled for fallin' apart

'Cause I’m tired of hidin'

My pale blue heart

My pale blue heart

Well, I went to the sea

And it started a miracle

I traveled the towns

Surrendered myself to the breeze

If I sold myself to the streets

Would you beg me to leave

My indivisible dreams

(Indivisible dreams

Indivisible dreams)

Indivisible dreams

(Indivisible)

Indivisible dreams

(Indivisible dreams

Indivisible dreams)

These indivisible dreams

(Indivisible)

Indivisible dreams

(Indivisible dreams

Indivisible dreams)

Indivisible dreams

(Indivisible)

Indivisible dreams

(Indivisible dreams

Indivisible dreams)

These indivisible dreams

(Indivisible)

Indivisible dreams

(Indivisible dreams

Indivisible dreams)

Indivisible)

These indivisible dreams

(Indivisible dreams

Indivisible dreams

Indivisible)

These indivisible dreams