Blues

You want to set a sky of blue and worrying doubt? Forget the chance to choose a windless sound… Some haunting nights you rue for ringing true For knowing that you do inside revive the blues Sometimes the raging thing in you a me denies A phantom ray anew revives the cloud inside Resides on blue shadows of moonless nights And flies a sparrow’s trail without disguise And fights to creep beside the passing blues Embrace the cry beneath the tacit truth Replace a rogue goodbye not meant for you And grace a soothing lie that bears no good