Through magnetic fields the golden days go by could get reduced to steel in your mind's eye out along a frozen plane our system's wasted away all alone with our love and a blues for André Whenever the ghosts come out you don't always take the time desires of the modern earth are all clearly defined you could get laid to rest on resurrection day I always knew the terms she knows the blues for André Through eyes denied the messages appear in a scent that died on avenue souvenir all along a virgin spring our shadows show the way while the kisses scream a blues for André