Moody blues !!! 


I live in the boulevard
Amidst the barbwires and shells
Stranded in my Jesus Christ pose
Barefeet but I don't feel too well
Empty bottles and papercups
Old cigarrette ends and boot marks
Oh, I've been living since the world
And the beginning of time
But I think I'm now getting older
My eyes don't see much these days
The world is so dull like my greying hairs
This moody blues is cold as last winter
I want to get covered in the snow
Dive my face in the desert sand
Still I like to wait to see the last leaf fall
Somehow it looks so same i do wonder
I got an old guitar, maybe older than me
Someone wrote the word 'soul' in black
It's a funny thing I know coz I never find one
But it's the only thing I know that does look back

My old house in a grey alley
With an old sofa and a bed
My Jesus Christ pose so fake I lose my faith
I stepped on the broken glass
I'm not surprised I don't bleed
I'm just an ordinary man in this empty street
Somehow the words to change the world
Were too hard to believe
The blues were just too much
They don't give you time to relief
My aged voice shakes but I know what to say
Only difference is there's no one to listen
I drift away alone finding nothing to grope
Sinking in the flood of time and never to begin
Still I sing my moody blues not for anyone
My writings on the wall too fade to see
It's the soul that tells me to give up with a whisper
I'm the last Jesus with the blues upon me