blue
and all the colours point to blue
and i arrive at her house
and its all blue
and her cars outside
so i presume she’s in
and swig some whiskey
and climb a fence which
looks blue in my vision
and i'm in a garden
that should be green
but its blue
i got the blues
i climb up into her window
carefully on blue vines
and sit on the blue ledge
looking to mellow skies
i tap twice but carefully
incase she’s sleeping with someone new
climb in and say
i’m sorry
so sorry
i’ve got the blues

She was beautiful in the mornings,
Fresh face, green eyes and messy hair.
She was beautiful at noon,
Excited and bursting particles of energy.
She was divine in the evenings,
Dressed up and in her prime.
But she was perfect in the evenings,
Trembling and all mine.

There is a girl,
Her hair embalmed with flowers,
And her words speak in lullabies,
For my ears to melt.
She speaks in quiet confidence,
That I only witness from afar,
Maybe someday we will talk,
And you'll let me buy you dinner,
And flowers for your hair.
Maybe someday you will see me,
As more than a smile,
And an extroverted voice.
I want you to know who I am,
When there are no witnesses,
My scars that match my damaged eyes,
For your eyes only.

For me, the entire earth spins around her being
And we merely co-exist in her presence
For she composes life for me
She paints it with her mind
So for her I am alive

Someday it may come
That your heart no longer beats beside mine
And someday may we no longer cry
But cherish the beauty we used to share
Between thoughts words and sighs
Between tears pain and cries
And every mark I branded on your skin
Will become little more than footnotes
Unimportant, unobscured patterns
That may eventually lead you back here
To feel my heartbeat once again

If not, my dear than all I can say
Is I hope you find solace somewhere
Amongst the wreckage of a lonely world
That somehow possesses a beauty recognisable
To lonely hearts hiding in the abyss
Often buried in fear and conflict
That is almost as real as the way
Shielding blood flows through our veins
As if keeping us here as long as we need
To discover each other once more

She waits under the streetlight
With an absinthe glow of wildlife
I stand across and wait
It's getting a little late now
Leaves, without a word
So gracefully I never notice
But now I'm inclined to miss you;
Like you were ever mine to miss

Divine words roll off my tongue
And bounce off the walls 
Echoing your thoughts
Slipping through my veins
And into yours
Cascading shadows that displace
The misfortunes of reality 
From the human mind
And bringing to life
Ecstasy