Mr Blu came to visit me today.

He wrapped me in pain, cradled me with sorrow
and told me not to wait till tomorrow
It is time he said.
He told me to follow his lead
Count to three
And not to look back
There’s nothing left here for me
but pain
He said with him I’ll be free
Free like birds flying in the summer breeze


Oh Mr Blu,
you do make a good offer
I could play with the other lost kids all winter and summer

Just a second I’ll be there in a few
Just need to pack a thing or two