Mr. Blue
Hands creep in like the dark of night
All that's left is the simple blue of yesteryear
Remember this as it may, Mr blue comes again
The bright light like small dots shine out to push back the dark of tonight
Till the light returns on the hill of the blue
With tomorrow's rising sun
All that's left is the simple blue of yesteryear
Remember this as it may, Mr blue comes again
The bright light like small dots shine out to push back the dark of tonight
Till the light returns on the hill of the blue
With tomorrow's rising sun
Flying Flower
India ink
2017
2017