Land Where The Blues Began

The most beautiful sky
clear cross the dusted land
the sweetest goodbye
guess it was all part of your plan
and the sound of a distant past
so far familiar
and in the land where the blues began
is where I lay these memories down
And the sky that was gray
ignited with laughter
and the games we would play
would last so long after
and as summer merged into fall
and in rolled the winter
and in the land where the blues began
is where I lay these memories down
and in the land where the blues began
is where I lay these memories down
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