The Blues Always plural, They come in droves. We talk of having them As if they were ours. Unlike the reds, Pinks, greens, The blues have mass. They weigh us down. The sky is blue, the ocean, But they don’t have the blues Like I do. Come over And I’ll halve them, Share them with you.
The Blues
The Blues
The Blues
The Blues Always plural, They come in droves. We talk of having them As if they were ours. Unlike the reds, Pinks, greens, The blues have mass. They weigh us down. The sky is blue, the ocean, But they don’t have the blues Like I do. Come over And I’ll halve them, Share them with you.