Terry Lee Hale Blue Room
Bookmark this place remember the blue room
Thirty meters from the train
A drunken revelry every night on the outside
All together now on the refrain
Take a picture there of the blue room
Third floor, zebra stripes and lace
Sun shines on the outside
Inside never on her face
January loved socials
January tried
January's eyes were closed when we loved
January lied
The wind whistles there as she wanders
Through the cracks and the panes
Geegaws, lotions and hohum
But everything sure had its place
Silence there in the blue room
Some things never change
A soft bed blue song with red light
But it all gets away someday
January was tumbleweed
January was a whore
January made my heart sing
January is no more
Turn your collar to the north wind
To the cold and the damp
And if you are going to write your name on the water
You sure better know how to laugh
January loved sunshine
Solitude but not alone
January is gone now
January is not home
