Blue

I can see beyond the blue skies

I am here

No one can ever hurt me again

Because I won't allow them to

Behold the smile on my face

After all these years,

Do you think I care what people see now?

For my tears are never blue

They're just contentious

And the smiles of the doves are legendary

As they stand on my coffin

Protecting my image

Fly, fly little doves

For there is not much life left here...

Blue roses are appealing to the seeming eye,

What do you see

When I am not here?

Distant roadblocks; territorial love

That's all you see

From the doves above

Blue, blue as a contentious mood

For the moon is grey

And the streets are long

I value being blue, for blue adores me

Just a perfect day in the neighborhood.