music and lyrics by harlan blynn
Blue lines keep calling me
Down to the valley below
A lifetime of her memories
Scattered on that long dirt road
Tye River plays the melodies
In the land they call letting go
Blue lines keep calling me
To places I’ve never known
Blue lines keep drowning me
In the tears of displaced Arapaho
Calls for your equality
Come from hills forged from gold
Pearl Street, you’re killing me
Hypocrisy like that creek overflowin’
Blue lines keep drowning me
In the prophecy that Chief Niwot told
Blue lines surrounding me
Without you I still can’t breathe
Don’t shoot, I plead the fifth
But did you really expect different from me
Oh say can you see
The price of life in the land of the free
Blue lines surrounding me
Guns drawn but her lips are sealed
Blue lines keep riding me
On the trail of the tomb unknown
Rosslyn with your fantasies
Of a white picket fence and brick home
Red ash on the cobblestone
Ends our eastern market affair
Blue lines keep riding me
To any place but there.