I Was Born On a Blue Day
I was born on a blue day, hey
Like a flake in the morning wind
Frail crystal of butane, hey
Little flame in obscurity
And the first thing I did was to scream
Like a horn in the winter mist
Yeah, the first thing I did was to scream
And I haven't stopped ever since
Looking at the mountains in the distance
I've been wanting to explore them ever since then
I've been walking on pathways I don't believe in
Yearning for freedom my whole existence
I've been dreaming of adventures for all these years
I've been craving to leave this for all these years
And I'm fed up with conforming inside this prison
Fed up with pretending I've never been different
Oh, so I'm leaving
For the bright mornings and the pristine hope
For the sky that shines behind the ceiling
Cause I don't really need to have a reason
But oh, I'm leaving
I choked for years, I'll start breathing
I stayed so quiet, I'll start speaking
For what my dream is
I was born on a blue day, hey
Like a flake in the morning wind
Frail crystal of butane, hey
Little flame in eternity
And the first thing I did was to scream
Like a horn in the winter mist
Yeah, the first thing I did was to scream
And I haven't stopped ever since
Like a flake in the morning wind
Frail crystal of butane, hey
Little flame in obscurity
And the first thing I did was to scream
Like a horn in the winter mist
Yeah, the first thing I did was to scream
And I haven't stopped ever since
Looking at the mountains in the distance
I've been wanting to explore them ever since then
I've been walking on pathways I don't believe in
Yearning for freedom my whole existence
I've been dreaming of adventures for all these years
I've been craving to leave this for all these years
And I'm fed up with conforming inside this prison
Fed up with pretending I've never been different
Oh, so I'm leaving
For the bright mornings and the pristine hope
For the sky that shines behind the ceiling
Cause I don't really need to have a reason
But oh, I'm leaving
I choked for years, I'll start breathing
I stayed so quiet, I'll start speaking
For what my dream is
I was born on a blue day, hey
Like a flake in the morning wind
Frail crystal of butane, hey
Little flame in eternity
And the first thing I did was to scream
Like a horn in the winter mist
Yeah, the first thing I did was to scream
And I haven't stopped ever since
Credits
Writer(s): Léo Bourgeois-reyna
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