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No Reason for Singin' the Blues

Words & Music: L. Normand
Luc Normand


© Luc Normand. All Rights Reserved.

I held that key-chain you gave me that night, pre-flight
The night you kept me warm underneath the autumn starlight
I was so certain those warm embraces you gave me were dreams
of a seeker seeing illusions cast by moon beams

Ooh, it felt so nice, to send loneliness to be sacrificed
All I knew was forgotten, except for you
I had no reason for singin' the blues

I'll tell you about my birds, bees, flowers and trees
they'd been blown out to sea by a violent spring breeze
And were lost in a liquid desert, ever adrift
Until out of the blue you gave me your loving gift




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Pic of Luc playing favourite 12-String
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