Lyric

Just trying to survive today, my battery's blinking red

Turning the lock on the front door, with an empty heart instead

Kicking off my shoes, letting the curtains slowly slide

The ultramarine at the edge of the window, barely left inside

The cold air touching against my cheek so chill

Waking the depths of my chest, bringing back the thrill

Remaining without a voice, without a name to say

Just feeling it slip away

Filling up with the blue, deep down inside my lungs

Drinking it all completely, like songs that haven't been sung

Melting the outlines of the city and every breath we take

It's finally reminding me of the life I make: "I'm here, awake."

Filling up with the blue, with my eyes closed tight

Swapping out non-verbal things, fading out the light

Floating in the quiet space, right in between the fray

Of a day that left me exhausted, and the coming of tomorrow's way

Far away through the gaps of buildings, a thin shadow tracks

Tracing the horizon where the end of night attacks

A promised line of light announcing night is through

The whitening eastern sky, and a slender moon in view

Still trembling softly, the crescent moon shines bright

"Look at me before I vanish," flickering in the light

Just a little stronger, glowing in the gray

Begging me to look before it fades away

Placing a needle right on the borderline

Between the days gone by and the future's sign

For just a moment now, breathing in the air

Knowing that I am there

Filling up with the blue, filling up my chest

Tracing the blurring world, putting it to rest

The roadside trees and sleepy traffic lights of red

Turning into the same color, blending in instead

Filling up with the blue, with a trembling breath I sigh

Holding close the sky that's about to lose its dye

Wanting to make sure before it's painted over new

Even if fleeting, I was here, and I was true

Things swallowed by tomorrow, fading out of sight

Faces I refuse to let go of in the night

The moon draws a border with a slender, quiet line

Right above the "used to be" and the "future's design."

Filling up with the blue, one last deep breath to take

Spill over just a little from the fullness in my wake

Words I couldn't say are shining in my throat so bright

Softly melting down into the morning light

Filling up with the blue, that is all I need

No flashy, greedy wishes for my heart to feed

At the end of today, running on fumes and gas anew

Repainting myself in a quiet, healing blue