Lune (Millions of blues)

Lune (Millions of Blues)

You looked over our heads

So many blues

The sky behind the trees

I listened to the quiet

So many blues

The sighs behind my generations

You saw, you showed me

So many blues

Each one smudging the next

I dreamt an old song

So many blues

Worried notes climbing the hours

You said, look at that.

Millions of blues

We looked. Night was coming