Darkness out of blue - Silje Nergaard

Why did he have to make such darkness out of blue

Ok there’s sadness in his life he didn’t get to choose

Why did he needed to feel a reassuring hand

Before he seemed to understand

You stumble free… or let it be

Too late I saw my words were cutting him in two

Saw him clutching at the straws he couldn’t bear to lose

He said that given time he knew it would come right

And how he longed for warmth and light

So he could see how things should be

Then my feet left the ground

And my words became a string of sounds

He gave me that old sad look and fell in line

And at this sign

Everything I’d said just slipped from my mind

'cause my feet left the ground

So glad once more it’s me he’d found

Got rid of the dark and clung to the blue

What more could I do

Everyone knew that I was dreaming

He and I can stay in this tiny patch of blue

They are so close together colours that we use

I just needed to hear him say he understands

Before I dare to show my hand

And stumble free… or let it be

When my feet left he ground

All my words became a string sounds

He gave me that old sad look and fell in line

And at this sign

Everything I’d said just slipped from my mind

'cause my feet left the ground

So glad once more it’s me he’d found

Got rid of the dark and clung to the blue

What more could I do

Everyone knew that I was dreaming