The Briar Fields: Addicted to Blue

Addicted to Blue


Oh, doctor
Oh, doctor
Something’s wrong with my head
I cannot see too clearly the light this tunnel sheds
I cling onto the bedpost, through midnight’s stormy sea
Oh, doctor
Oh, doctor
Give me a ticket to the pharmacy

Oh, doctor
Oh, doctor
These pills ain’t workin’ out
I feel caught in icy cages; the walls wait for my mount
I need a tender heart’s affection; I need a red hot iron key
Oh, doctor
Oh, doctor
Lend me your daughter and an hour free

Like the clockmaker who stalked the moon
Till he saw the mountain’s fiery plume
I can’t go back the way I was
So I stand to face the red monsoon…

Oh, doctor
Oh, doctor
I just don’t understand love
These silver moving pictures, the things that they speak of
I’ve been led astray in longing - so your wisdom answers me
But doctor
Oh, doctor
What is the answer to my misery?

Like the clockmaker who stalked the moon
Till he saw the mountain’s fiery plume
I can’t go back the way I was
So I stand to face the red monsoon…

Oh, doctor
Oh, doctor
Something’s wrong with my head
I cannot see too clearly, the light this tunnel sheds
I cling onto the bedpost, through midnight’s stormy sea
Oh, doctor
Oh, doctor
Give me that ticket to the pharmacy

I’m just addicted to blue
I’m just addicted to blue
I’m just addicted to blue
I’m just addicted to blue
I’m just addicted to blue
I’m just addicted to blue
I’m just addicted to blue
I’m just addicted to blue
I’m just addicted to blue
I’m just addicted to blue
I’m just addicted to blue