Aozora
The Blue Hearts
Blue Sky
On the other side of the brown can
A show-off soldier stands tall
Taking down the Indians
With a shiny barrel in hand
I wish you could take down
My blues instead
Sending bribes to God
Begging for a passport to heaven
Are you serious about that?
No trace of honesty
There's a guy laughing
Show me that hidden hand
What can you tell about me
From where I was born, my skin, or my eye color?
Hey driver, can I hop on that bus?
Anywhere is fine with me
This wasn’t how it was supposed to be
History's got me cornered
Under this blindingly blue sky
What can you tell about me
From where I was born, my skin, or my eye color?
Hey driver, can I hop on that bus?
Anywhere is fine with me
This wasn’t how it was supposed to be
History's got me cornered
Under this blindingly blue sky
Under the blue sky, under the blue sky
Under the blue sky, under the blue sky
