Out of the Blue

OUT OF THE BLUE


Water drips and counts the days that I have wanted more

The evidence collected in these pots upon the floor

That play a syncopated symphony of my efforts to accept

That there are things that will never change with tears or regret


These four walls they speak to me where the winter wind blows through

There are warmer places I could be if I wanted to

Embrace the changes waiting for my courage to renew

The day of my decision that will open up the view


I’m headed out, out of the blue

Gonna learn to live the life I’ve always wanted to

I’ve done my time, I’ve paid my dues

Heading out of the blue, with or without you.


My troubles plenty, my chances slim

My thoughts are darkening day after day after day

Truth is dawning that I might have to be the one

Who’s coming to rescue me.