Blue rhythm,
talk to me,
let me see the sun.
Blue eye in the nothingness...
Im talking to no’one.
 
Let me fly just like you.
I cant see much here from the ground.
Let me land just like you do.
Wish not to fall anymore
when I descend from a height.
Teach me your sight.
Teach me your sight.
 
Blue, beat
to the hearts rhythm.
Let me proclaim defeat.
So I can be at level with you.
Standing on my own two feet.
 
I admire your bearings,
and the way that you burn
with a fire that makes day of the night
and returns,
and returns.
I really don’t mind waiting.
So tell me when.
In the meantime I’ll reside
and look up at you till then.

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