Food of blue
I drink the water
Talented to die,
Dressed like a fool
I am crushed by
the light.
Colors reflect and lines
are drawn.
The is true or a blue sky
The high life
Food of blue
I drink the water
Talented to die,
Dressed like a fool
I am crushed by
the light.
Colors reflect and lines
are drawn.
The is true or a blue sky
The high life
