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Blue, I’m lost in you.

Where do you go, where do you start and stop

On and on in your vastness, the biggest painting in the world?

Up, up, the rocket launches, the fire bird flies, as they leave orbit they look back to Earth, there's blue, up and down, blue I get lost in you.

Who thought of blue?

Where do you go when the darkness comes? She's wearing her best sparkles tonight, she’s such a show off, twinkling and winking, dancing and shooting fireworks across the black canvas, so black, all the blue has gone.

Night hides those that gather for the moon, the Goddess of the night. Secret songs and chants of Flight, whispers among the woods tonight. Keeping stories never told, hushed tones and witches brew, work their magic til the mornings hue.

Blue are you sleeping until the morning light?

Get up blue, I’m waiting for you,

As the sun rises up, she melts butter and soft orange liquid over the horizon, she is your dawn.

She brings her brushes that stroke the sky, blue is her favourite, she has a soft spot for you.

Clouds push in, arjy barjying, they are so rude but you let them drift on by, your good humour and patience just lets them through.

And as they clear I see that there is nothing I can do, blue you have me, I am lost in you.