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If I die before my mother does
then I would fly beyond the blue
and paint the moon the color of her eyes
and give my shoes awayOr if I die the way of memory
A grass-stained tear around its neck
then Id be sure to comb out all the knots
and leave this street in my dustBut I just keep running on
I cant be sure where to lay my sorry head
Looking up at the same old sky, stuck beneath the blue horizon
Lo la lo la layIf I die the way our friendship did
No regret and no goodbye
A breath of air left in a line I write
No photograph or fightBut I just keep running on
I cant be sure where to lay my sorry head
Looking up at the same old sky, stuck beneath the blue horizon
Lo la lo la layIf love were to die without apology
Take these tears you claim are lies
Wipe out the wishing stars wipe out the warming sun

Leave the moon to grieve the skySo if I die before my mother does
Then let me fly beyond the blue
And paint the moon the color of her eyes
And give my shoes away

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Sidney Bechet (May 14, 1897 – May 14, 1959) was an American jazz saxophonist, clarinetist, and composer.
He was one of the first important soloists in jazz (beating cornetist and trumpeter Louis Armstrong to the recording studio by several months and later playing duets with Armstrong), and was perhaps the first notable jazz saxophonist. Forceful delivery, well-constructed improvisations, and a distinctive, wide vibrato characterized Bechet's playing.
Bechet's erratic temperament hampered his career, however, and not until the late 1940s did he earn wide acclaim.

Read more about Sidney Bechet on Last.fm.


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