I sing the blues because you and I
Are not the same
You are the ravenous night
The meteors that crash and burn
That wicked breath, coming from a rotten core
Filling up my lungs like liquid metal
You are the cold I feel
When I forget my coat on the chair
That evil temptress that lures me in
And then strangles me until I see white
But…
I want you to be the summer rain
The neutral waves that roll over my toes
The words from my childhood stories
Caressing my mind with visions of castles in the sky
I want you to be the eyes of a doe
Who’s innocence has yet to be lost
The soft snow that kisses my nose
And playfully bites my skin while dancing in circles
Then I wouldn’t have to sing the blues
Because I'd still love you