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Mr. Tightrope Talks

from Golden Greats Vol. 7 by John Ralston

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Recorded in 2013 in Hitsville, VA. It must be paranoid blues, Lord.

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The birds are singing Summer. But the snow lies in the waiting. It's like I can hear the thunder when blue skies are here all day. It's these paranoid blues, Lord. I know the spells I'm under. Like breathin through a vice-grip tightened around my airway.

I believe in peace and love, Lord. Though I never see it, sometimes. I can't comprehend the vision that these big war men have in their minds. It must be paranoid blues, Lord. And not the "micro" kind like mine. Please break their fingers on the trigger. Won't you set their teeth to grind?

So, I'm dreaming of a heaven on earth tonight.

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from Golden Greats Vol. 7, released July 31, 2015
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