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Mitchell Joni Turbulent Indigo

Everybody looks so ill at ease, so distrustful so displeased Running down the table I see a borderline Like a barbed wire fence, strung tight, strung

Last chance lost In the tyranny of a long goodbye Last chance lost We talk of us with deadly earnest eyes Last chance lost We talk of love in terms of

She pulls the shade, it's just another sunny Sunday She dodges the light like Blanche DuBois Bright colors fade away on such a sunny Sunday She waits

Make 'em nice and normal Make 'em nice and neat You see him with his shotgun there? Bloodied in the wheat? Oh what do you know about Living in Turbulent Indigo

: She pulls the shade; It's just another sunny Sunday She dodges the light like Blanche DuBois Bright colors fade away on such a sunny Sunday; She waits

Make 'em nice and normal Make 'em nice and neat You see him with his shotgun there? Bloodied in the wheat? Oh what do you know about Living in Turbulent Indigo

: The story hit the news From coast to coast They said you beat the girl You loved the most Your charitable acts Seemed out of place With the beauty

: He met her in a French cafe She slipped in sideways like a cat Sidelong glances What a wary little stray! She sticks in his mind like that Saying, "

: Let me speak, let me spit out my bitterness- Born of grief and nights without sleep and festering flesh Do you have eyes? Can you see like mankind