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BLUE HIGHWAY
Elliott Smith


wide awake at 4 in the morning
killing time on the blue highway
drag in the day like a body
burried the night under where i'd layed
on all the sides, the frost bites, a shadow creeping up on me

oh yeah, it's like the club in my hand
it's my favourite brand
and you've touched everyone
oh yeah, it's like the back of your hand on the tip of my tongue
and it's starting to get fun

kids say i didn't see it coming
busy just plucking your burrs
i take long walkes cos they're numbing
only wanna speak in code
on all sides, the frost bites, a shadow creeping up on me

oh yeah it's like the club in my hand
it's your favourite brand
and you've touched everyone
oh yeah it's like the back of your hand on the tip of my tongue
and it's starting to get fun

cut me up like a jigsaw, whole reflection cracked apart
like the lines on my hand or the map of a broken heart

ELLIOTT SMITH

Steven Paul "Elliott" Smith (August 6, 1969 – October 21, 2003) was an American songwriter and musician. Smith was born in Omaha, Nebraska, raised primarily in Texas, and resided for a significant portion of his life in Portland, Oregon, where he first gained popularity. His primary instrument was the guitar, but he was also proficient at piano, clarinet, bass, drums and harmonica. Smith had a distinctive vocal style characterized by his "whispery, spiderweb-thin delivery" and use of multi-tracking to create vocal harmonies. ... Read More