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Why is the sky blue
what is me, what is you
what about we what about us

Your lips are blue
and your nail beds too
while I sleep

I remember the day
we used to laugh
but you're just blue

You're not cold
I'm not hot
together we're blue

All that matters
all that is blue
we'll watch the stars

from our place down here
we'll watch the blue
in this hollowed ground