Raise your eyes to the neon clouds above
Got put on hold for her foreverlong love
You know I hate my name, but it sounds so good when you scream it

Come on, blue sky, come on, come on
Come on, blue sky, come on

Two legs on a compass that perforates the skin
A groove on a ring that burns as it digs in
The spin of the Earth slowly flushed you out like a turd

Move on, move on, move on
Gotta move on, move on

You traced your veins in a road map of scars
And dragged me on your route behind your black-and-blue car
Now I've cut my leash, you drive straight into the sun
And now I watch you burn

Two numbers painted on the face of a cliff
Drains out the old blood and mainlines in a new breath
Got nothing to do, and no one's open this late

Come on, blue sky, come on, come on
Come on, blue sky, come on


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Nazca Pilot song meanings
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