Thing About the Colour Blue
The thing about the setting sun
Is that it will rise right back up again
The thing about the cold wind
Is that it will fade at winters end
And everybody, everywhere, will sing a song and say a prayer
For the ones they love and the ones they don't
And oh, there's the ones that won't ever got to see
Ever get to feel, ever get to share what is real
They shrink 'em down to truth and lies
And scale them right back up to size
The thing about the color blue
Is that it's all over when it comes to you
The thing about these memories
Is they aren't fleeting, they simply choose to freeze
And everybody, everywhere, will sing a song and say a prayer
For the man who loved and the man who lost
Everything, but at what cost? He chose to see, he chose feel
He chose to share what is real
They shrunk him down to truth and lies
And scaled him right back up to size
There is no fall from beauty or from grace
Just stick around and feel at home
There is no one to take your place
There is no meaning in the words "I will compare"
There ain't much to choose from when there ain't no one there
Is that it will rise right back up again
The thing about the cold wind
Is that it will fade at winters end
And everybody, everywhere, will sing a song and say a prayer
For the ones they love and the ones they don't
And oh, there's the ones that won't ever got to see
Ever get to feel, ever get to share what is real
They shrink 'em down to truth and lies
And scale them right back up to size
The thing about the color blue
Is that it's all over when it comes to you
The thing about these memories
Is they aren't fleeting, they simply choose to freeze
And everybody, everywhere, will sing a song and say a prayer
For the man who loved and the man who lost
Everything, but at what cost? He chose to see, he chose feel
He chose to share what is real
They shrunk him down to truth and lies
And scaled him right back up to size
There is no fall from beauty or from grace
Just stick around and feel at home
There is no one to take your place
There is no meaning in the words "I will compare"
There ain't much to choose from when there ain't no one there
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Writer(s): Cinema Of Excess
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