The sky she asks for rain, and clouds they start to blend to one.
And words they seem to move the sun.
So often we are buried by the truth.
We sit here far removed. Wonder what will be…after the Blue.
A patient girl she waits as violets start to cringe again.
The hollow moon she starts to bend,
And fractured pieces of her distant youth,
They fly above to soothe a heart that's seen the sky…after the Blue.
How we like to tread on stars, treating them like stones.
Pretending they are sisters so we do not have to feel alone.
Seduced by friends of compromise I fight to find my nourishment.
Until I do, I'm not content.
For now I wear my sorrow very true.
This life is ending soon, For now I'm settled here.
But when I'm gone I'll come look beyond for you…
After the Blue.
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