Besedila: Blue Rodeo. Tremolo. Beautiful Blue.

How many times have you opened up this skull with your delicate stone
And laughed while my blood splashes down to the ground

She drinks me up like a parched old bone
I curse you for the pain and thank you for making me whole again

I am hopelessly, shamelessly anointed with you
There's no escaping your beautiful blue

The wind blows hot on my flesh, scented with jasmine and roses
Ringing with bells and the flutter of a hummingbird

You go to speak but the wind blows away your words
And from your sweet mouth, so many beautiful colors swirl

I am hopelessly, shamelessly anointed with you
There's no escaping your beautiful blue, beautiful blue

Into your blood stained hands, a white eagle feather descends
And all creation sings and I am remembering

I am hopelessly, shamelessly anointed with you
There's no escaping your beautiful blue, beautiful blue

Beautiful blue
Beautiful, beautiful

Beautiful blue
Beautiful