Will it be shining again all blue water?
Now is up to the luck.
Far from the twilight beach the sun
jumped in the sea is out of the light out of colour.
Lest it dives out catching the moon in the dark!

Twinkly stars, the studded diamond set
up in the high sky softly whisper:
As dark descends, a new moon
can drown with blindfolded eyes
but never lose her sway!

Over the black canvas of the darkened sea
lapping up one more dwarf - a submerged sun,
the untouched moon comes out.
And by now all the half-lit light bulbs up in the sky,
the cherubic stars are mirrored upon the sea water.
Now will the moon paint its mystique blue limelight
or will toy away once again being untouched?

I read the news today
It made me turn the other way
The image that I saw, its too ****** to say
The only clue I can give you involves decay

Arrange the tulips, daffodils and roses
Water them with tear filled hoses
Tissues needed to wipe our noses
A soul parts from a body like the sea did for Moses

As the service begins we yell over the fat lady's song
The music moves us but we know we have to stay strong
People praying that the soul rests in a place they belong
The soul was pure and righteous, they don't deserve to be done wrong

The greenery creates the scene of a blossoming young life
Taken by idiots with no aims playing around with a knife
Cut to the end of the service and rumours ran rife
That the perpetrators left their homes and relocated to Fife

It blew my mind how loved this person was by the community
Unfortunately no one person is subject to immunity
Sad knowing that the killers escaped at any opportunity
No justice being served, I hope they enjoy their impunity

I come and I go, back and forth in my head
The heavy thoughts in my mind weigh more than a tonne of lead
But there's one thought that lead me to looking ahead
I can't believe that there's someone out there that wanted him dead

How can you violate a person destined to change the game
A stellar human being with a *** of gold for his brain
Those leprechauns stole this gift from the world, causing pain
But we hope that there's a rainbow at the end of the rain

Twas blue, it seemed
My life would be
In routine peace
And tranquil teal

Yellow I find
A most wanted mind
Bathing in life
Golden through time

Green is the mass
Of all I can ask
The way to bypass
The grass of the lax

you want to paint it black
and make everything bleak
just like how you feel
even you try so hard to conceal.

you want to give yellow a try
they say it's a colour of happiness
and you wish it's true
and the warm colour reminds you of sunset (at 7:15pm which to the point you forgot to take its picture and exhaled all the lovely emotions you could get)
it doesn't make you feel mellow
it doesn't turn your heart all hollow.

one time, your friend said to you,
"yellow reminds me of that weird-looking dog cartoon"
and you were too embarrassed to admit
that you hugged Jake almost every night
you thought, "atleast he never judges me like you always do"
ah, we all need friends who listen.

look up to the sky!
maybe you would see the shade of your happiness
feast your eyes on its all-glorious
and take them all in, inside you
make you a lot less sorrow,
and promise yourself a better tomorrow.

You know, I'm not really blue.
but I can't, just can't.
shake this not really blue.
When; i just.
take that shot,
that shot.
that shot of you.

The perfect Polaroid
image.
A dream of my imperfect
desire of you.
That deep hot
un-blue hue.
That makes me sweat,
sweat over you.
Makes me turn red hot blue.

You know, I'm not really blue.
but I can't, just can't.
shake this not really blue.
When; i just.
take that shot,
that shot.
that shot of you.

In Jerusalem

the sky merges with the trees –


in keppel kippahs.