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Hey gypsy boy 

Why don’t you ride the blue line with me?

Hey green eyed man!

Do you know what it is to see?

To see what it is to be

The man behind green eyes

The man whose truth is still a lie

Oh what it is 

To feel blue

When you’re the man behind green eyes

Cool colors 

And warm blankets 

Slanted gray roof shingles 

A sunlight with no lens to tint 

Some things are better left discontinued 

It’s incredible how one man’s truth can be misconstrued