I AM BLUE
I came back to James Island,
no hurricane to run from.
Left the New York blizzard chill.
I knew I had to go home
to the warm Charleston sea.
It was my own free will.
On the island, it was empty -
no
one to receive me.
And
my mother's bed was cold.
So,
I wondered through the market,
painted
abstracts in my loft, and
I
believed what I was told.
[CHORUS]
They
say no man is an island
And
the rivers all run freely
And we're all escaping some fate
yet I am blue.
The Carolina sun was hot
and
in the darkness, it was not
my
dream come true.
Staring
out the window
on
the highway with the sad palms,
I
knew my karma's through.
[BRIDGE]
Where
once I was lost, now I'm free---
Where
once I was blind, now I can see---
Give us, oh, Lord, your sweet mercy---
I'd rather die than not be free---
And at the stroke of midnight
I
finished writing down this song
and
it was a soul release.
Sitting
in pitch black, I still felt
light
on my shoulder
and
a total sense of peace.
[CHORUS]
