We are in blue and yes we are obviously do

We are in blue and yes we are obviously do

a full piles of confussions upon the chains
a dozen of morose face come and go by no means
no more smile nor laugh
no more jolly tales filled the air though

we are in blue and yes we are obviously do

started on mid november and continued until december first, second, third and over and over
startled on the date and begin to have a countdown,
wishing upon the time moves slow and fast, up and down, high and low,
slave of the texts of the bare head, stressed and frowning shape of faced

we are in blue and yes we are obviously do

echoing the little pray for the unfinished and unfurnished
humming a tender song as a cooler of the exploaded feeling
ours will always be red and red
til january comes and turns it into white bliss hue

we are in blue and yes we are obviously do