Indigo Sky - Deacon Blue

We went as we know how

As far as the wind and the sky would allow

Waking from sleep

Alive to the noise we came

After the turn of the year

With only the sky as a silver seer

Of anything restively turning

And slowly beginning

Now even the weatherman’s smiling

He never could see it this good

Why are we so afraid

That under the indigo sky

We’ll sing and we’ll drink and we’ll cry

After the falling apart

After the noise and the guilt and the hurt

We woke from sleep

And saw that it wasn’t a dream

Was it a trick of the light

That there in the spirit damned demon night

We lit a fire

And crowded all around it

Now even the weatherman’s smiling

He never could see it this good

Why are we sore afraid

That under the indigo sky we lay down and we died

Under the indigo sky

We lay down and we died