by Melanie Lowe

Created on: November 20, 2008

Blue

Blue, always it was you
Walk the lines in empty queues
Hoping for a sign
A clue
A path
To fill the empty space
Something you can taste
To hide the bitterness of waste
But you, it's something that you do
And you don't have a clue
What lies beneath is much to deep for you to see

You think that underneath it all
Is something you control
A terminator's soul
A hole
To fill with empty thoughts of you
The things you make her do
Decide the girl she'll be today

And you say they'll only love you if
And you shouldn't say those things
And why'd you wear that smile
You look as though you're hiding something

Blue, always it was you
Old familiar friend
You hide your face amidst the empty smiles so well
But I recognize your eyes
Ancient now
But wiser than the first time that we metAnd it's true, the emptiness prevails
The truth is so surreal
It blinds an ever-faithful eye
From what she thought she saw
And you, you would take her soul
And swallow it all whole
And smile and ask if there were any more to bargain forBut blue, always it was you
Always it was you
Blue, always you were blue
Always you were blueI recognize your eyes
Ancient now
But wiser than the first time that we met

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