Blue Turpentine” a sad indie song from#toolatebrother that is a tale of alcoholism and a love lost, in Italy.The work of #toolatebrother blends musical storytelling with artistic imagery and heartbreak. Follow the journey of a woman caught between memories of summer in Italy and the grip of something darker. With poetic lyrics and emotional depth, this track captures the beauty and pain of a soul slipping through the cracks.
🔵 “She loves the vino more than me… more than friends and family…”
🔵 “Now she lies in Italy… under tall Abruzzo pines.”
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The song lyrics:-
She was 35 with fragile mind,
when she found a brand-new smile,
cause she gave up all the alcohol,
and she stayed sober for a while,
she walked the dog on Saturdays,
so we thought she’d changed her ways,
and she was having so much fun,
till her new life came undone.
It was blue, blue turpentine,
it reminded her of summertime,
it takes her back to Italy,
where the waiters bring her wine.
She left me here and now I see,
she’s never gonna leave it be,
she loves the vino more than me,
more than friends and family,
her new religion is a curse,
but nothing cures her raging thirst,
and when she goes out drinking now,
it only makes life worse.
It was blue, blue turpentine,
it reminded her of summertime,
it takes her back to Italy,
where the waiters bring her wine.
She emptied glasses one-by-one,
and dark clouds come, to hide the sun,
more bottles in the cooler now,
to hurt herself, and everyone,
the Roman empire’s fallen down,
I find her empties on the ground,
and la bella vita won’t be found,
while that vino is around.
Drinking blue, blue turpentine,
now she goes out all the time,
and she’s going off to Italy,
but only in her mind.
Blue, blue turpentine,
where the waiters bring her wine,
the party’s never over,
and the sea’s blue turpentine.
It was blue, blue turpentine,
but then the sun refused to shine,
so she went back home to Italy,
to look for turpentine.
If she’d had the sense to follow through,
before her life became undone,
she might have gone out walking too,
in that warm Abruzzo sun,
well she must surely find a way,
or she will die some other day,
that she should have told her friends or mine,
she was drinking turpentine.
It was blue, blue turpentine,
poisoned body, poisoned mind,
and now she lies in Italy,
she’s left this world behind.
Blue, blue turpentine,
she drank it down instead of wine,
now the party’s really over,
cause she drank blue turpentine,
Blue, blue turpentine,
the waiters get no overtime,
cause now she lies in Italy,
under tall Abrutzzo pines.
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