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What happened yesterday
Is a tragic memory drenched in indigo
But how would you know, you’re not there
A shattered robin’s egg
Marks the grave of all that was could have been
A tragic reminder that life’s not fair
(Where are you running to)
And all these pretty shades of blue don't mean a thing to you
(Now I see clearly)
The ratchet of attraction only spins in one direction towards you
Who knew that the subjunctive would be written in an ink so blue
I mourn the azure sky
Whose exuberance now spells his own demise
Torrential downpour in my head
I try to pass the time
By counting all the frigid cobalt tears
From the steady melting of an icicle
(Time is running out)
And all these pretty shades of blue don't mean a thing to you
(Now I start to realize)
The ratchet of attraction only spins in one direction towards you
Who knew that the subjunctive would be written in an ink so blue
And now I realize why the color of the falling rain
Is a melancholy shade of blue
Yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood
Yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood
Yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood
Yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood
My fortress of cards is collapsing, and I can't help
But shiver from walking through snow in a world that's growing
Colder, I'm drenched in a blue light, the shade of
Suffocation, I'm reaching my hand out, but you are letting go