Dying Waves from Dying Waves by Bowery Boy Blue

You're gonna photograph well in this dying red light. Sometimes the greatest detail doesn't matter. Looks like your eyes are dying waves. Looks like your swollen eyes are dying waves. I really love what you've done with the color of your skin now I can see to your heart through your bones I cannot tell where you begin and where the swollen night comes to an end. You really cut this town to the underground And then you wash away the stains in your dying waves. I used to sing you a song just to mess with your mind until you sang one to me that was better. I can recall how it was sung from your red lips and your dead tongue. Oh won't you take me down to the underground. Why do you wash me away in your dying waves? Oh won't you take me down to the underground. Why do you wash me away in your dying waves? You're gonna photograph well in this dying red light. Sometimes the greatest detail doesn't matter. Looks like your eyes are dying waves. Looks like your swollen eyes are dying waves.

• 12-string
• 6-string
• Folk
• Guitar Solo
• Indie
• acoustic guitar
• New York