Truth and the abstract blues. Is it real?
Truth and the abstract blues. Is it real? Or point-of-view?
Two AM - no reply. 'Nother sip of some wine -
Thinking it through. What I see - is it there, objectively?
The more I try to get light It seems I am the type to stay blue. Truth.
Truth and the abstract blues.
Do you feel we've talked it through?
And as the morning light comes through I lose faith in what I knew.
Cascades was the tune - Guess I must've missed my cue
Thinking it through. Thinking of you.
And I can't recall From where this all grew.
And I always try to keep sight But my blindness returns.
Yes I try to do right But no, I never learn.
Thought I try to get light It seems I am the type to stay blue