Blue from Traveller's Moon by Adam McBride-Smith

Blue

Blue shadows in the morning
Blue window full of rain
Is it because I know I’m leaving?
Blue ticket on the train
Is it because I know I’m leaving
That all my colors change in hue?
I’ve spent half my time escaping from something
And the rest trying to get back through

Now there’s blue flame on the kitchen burner
Blue words echo up the stairs
Blue telephone is ringing
Blue song hanging in the air
Is it because I’m always leaving
That all my colors change in hue?
I spend half my time escaping from something
And the rest trying to get back through
And now I’m blue
Blue

And in those old church house windows
When the sun is shining through
Saints and devils round the borders
And every one of them was blue

Blue all along the western ocean
Blue darkening into night
And it was blue in the beginning
And blue long after the flight
And I see blue shadows in the evening
From the city to the coast
The wind blew cold in through the curtains
A blue thread pulsing in your throat
Is it because I’m always leaving
That all my colors change in hue?
I spend half my time escaping from something
And the rest trying to get back through
And now I’m blue
Blue

• Dirt Wave
• Folk
• folk
• singer-songwriter
• westcoast
• Portland