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In the skyscrapers under the sun
The wind shakes the mirror
The image of the lake
People on the edge
Ants marching, slowing with age
They’re all blowing around
Burning up, look into the glass
They all run around
Look into the glass
It won’t break
Look into the glass
The L flies by
The glass all shakes
The lake ripples
The sand castles topple to the ground
Replaced the next day
Chicago’s got so much wind and rain
Chicago’s got so much soul
It loves the resistance
It loves the blues

Billy strums; the crowd’s a rattle snake
When Billy strums the people shake
When Billy stops the people rattle
Shake the snake and it will rattle
Shake the snake and it will rattle
Billy don’t stop strumming away, the blues

Billy sings; the crowd’s an Oak Tree
When Billy sings the people’s roots
Sink deep into the ground
His words touch the leaves
The people, the trees feel it in the rings
Billy don’t stop singing away, the blues

All is a set of ten pins
A bowling ball rolls through
The odd man’s out, three is out
You got only two tries
To get it right
Roll a strike or spare it all
Ten times ten, could be none
Games eventually end
Move on and try your luck
Music plays across the street
The words and notes all are written
On a sheet of paper
A confidential document for those too gone
Open to those gathered around
Blues on Halsted
Even more across the street
Rocking blues, people on swings
At the King
Underneath the only sun out at night

Billy strums; the crowd’s a rattle snake
When Billy strums the people shake
When Billy stops the people rattle
Shake the snake and it will rattle
Shake the snake and it will rattle
Billy don’t stop strumming away, the blues

Billy sings; the crowd’s an Oak Tree
When Billy sings the people’s roots
Sink deep into the ground
His words touch the leaves
The people, the trees feel it in the rings
Billy don’t stop singing away, the blues

Down past Navy Pier
Up around Lawrence
All the way east of the park
West of the busy streets
People sit and sing their tunes
Play with the wind
Follow their roots
Watered by the Blues
Watered by the Blues
Watered by the Blues

Down past Navy Pier
Up around Lawrence
All the way east of the park
West of the busy streets
People sit and sing their tunes
Play with the wind
Follow their roots
Watered by the Blues
Watered by the Blues
Watered by the Blues

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