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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My heart got split by Blues
I carry it in my chest
I laugh out loud with my friends
But the ache don’t ever rest
I keep my hands in my pockets
When the cold comes through the room
And I taste that old hurt again
Like a porch light in the gloom
[Pre-Chorus]
I remember summer
Skin warm on the rail
I was easy in my body
I was tall enough to sail
Now the days come heavy
And I’m wearing out my shoes
Still I hear that old voice calling
When I fall back into Blues
[Chorus]
Broken by Blues, broken by Blues
I keep coming back to Blues
Broken by Blues, broken by Blues
It’s the only thing I know to do
(oh, broken by Blues)
With my friends, I try to shine
But Blues keeps tugging at my mind
[Verse 2]
We sat on the front steps
Shared a joke and a fry
They said I looked half better
I said I’m getting by
But the sky turned copper
And my smile went thin
I can sing through the hurting
Till the hurt sings back again
[Pre-Chorus]
I remember summer
The ice on the glass
The way a borrowed daylight
Could make the whole night pass
Now I lean on tomorrow
Like a door that won’t excuse
And I hear that old voice calling
When I fall back into Blues
[Chorus]
Broken by Blues, broken by Blues
I keep coming back to Blues
Broken by Blues, broken by Blues
It’s the only thing I know to do
(oh, broken by Blues)
With my friends, I try to shine
But Blues keeps tugging at my mind
[Bridge]
Maybe life is a long road
With a hard-luck bend
Maybe every scar I’m carrying
Is a place where I can mend
So I let that dark river
Wash the dust off my name
If I can’t beat the feeling
I can learn to play the game
[Chorus]
Broken by Blues, broken by Blues
I keep coming back to Blues
Broken by Blues, broken by Blues
It’s the only thing I know to do
(oh, broken by Blues)
With my friends, I try to shine
But Blues keeps tugging at my mind
Details
GeneratedApr 25, 2026
Duration5:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow 12-bar blues ballad with a swung pocket, brushed drums, walking bass, and bent electric guitar fills; verse rides sparse with close-mic vocal and room tone, pre-chorus opens with organ swells and backing hums, chorus hits with stacked gang responses and a short guitar turnaround. Add harmonica sighs between lines, tape-echo throws on key phrases, and a warm dusty mix with gritty midrange, blues
Credits
Prompt by
WayneWaid83
WayneWaid83ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
My heart is broken because of Blues. I feel With my friends. I remember Summer. It's hard to Life. My favorite genre of music is Blues.
