In Blue - Field Mouse

When the light comes in blue

To the center of the room

In love and useless, forgotten tunes

You hate the room but love the view

Turn it off, I don’t want to hear the sound

Of a century crashing to the ground

A throwaway line

Please forget about the last time

Come around, Mae, just try

To see the farthest reaching arm of light out in the sky

Seventeen years ago, I wrote something down

Folded it up, pushed it down into the back of my mouth

I’ve died so many deaths since then

I can’t tell you the last time I stopped to rest

A throwaway line

Please forget about the last time

Come around, Mae, just try

To see the farthest reaching arm of light out in the sky

We stay alive to see the planets realign a second time