Lyrics Turquoise Days

Just when the thought occurs the panic will pass
And the smell of the fields never lasts
Put your faith in those crimson nights
Set sail in those turquoise days
We've got a problem
Come on over
We got a problem
Come on over

It's not for glory, it's not for honor
Just something someone said
It's not for love, it's not for war
Just hands clasped together
It's not for living, it's not for hunger
Just lips locked tight
It's not rebellion, it's not suffering
It's just the way it is
And my pistols packed
And my God goes with me
I fell easy
And I want it
And I need it
And I've got it
It's not for this, it's not for that
It's not any of it
Did you say knowledge?
Did you say prayer?
Did you say anything?
If not for good
If not for better
If not the way it is

Just when the thought occurs the panic will pass
And the smell of the fields never lasts
We'll place our faith in those crimson nights
Set sail in those turquoise days
Place your faith in those crimson nights
Set sail in those turquoise days
You've got a problem?
Come on over
You've got a problem?
Come on over

Now I think I know just what to say