Craig Finn - Honolulu Blues (Lyrics HQ) video free download

Track 8 on Craig Finn's album 'Clear Heart Full Eyes' released in 2012.

Full Album: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLy6Qtme677TvkXEfl8abHlC86EM-Riq2n

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A man darkened our doorway

He said he's here to share the good news

He had a smile straight from the movies

But when I looked down at his shoes

There were holes and they showed his toes

The right was left. The black was brown

And later on in the garage I couldn't find my chainsaw

In the distance I heard trees just falling down

I was underneath the city I was riding around on trains

Fell asleep before Nassau Ave.

And I ended up in Maine

There were big tall trees and rocky coastline

And the waves came in so wild

But for all the natural beauty there were still so many kids that were asking me for something that could help them to get high

We're all good. We're all bad

We're euphoric and we're sad

We roll the rock away and check the tomb

We're awake and we're aware that we're confused and cold and scared

And the cross reminds us that He died for me and you

Woke up in the ocean with the Honolulu Blues

Joan Didion and Graham Greene

Said roughly the same thing

You bring your Jesus to the jungle

Try to teach people to sing

All the hymns that you love because you learned them as a kid and they make perfect sense to you

There's a point in time when thousands die

And you've got to maybe think that maybe Jesus isn't getting through

We're freezing in the forest

There's no wood to heat the house

We took axes ti the furniture

We pulled the floorboards out

There's animals scratching at the door

And they know we're gonna die

There were big tall trees and rocky coastline

And the waves came in so wild

We're all wild. We're all free

We're all back from Tennessee

With the souvenirs to prove that we were there

We're flying round in planes

We're riding around in trains

Searching out those panoramic views

Woke up in the ocean with the Honolulu Blues

We're all good. We're all bad

We're euphoric and we're sad

We roll the rock away and check the tomb

We're awake and we're alarmed at the scars scratched in your arm

The cross reminds us that He died for me and you

Woke up in Oahu with the Honolulu Blues.