Cerulean Blues Songtext

And it's blue as in ceruleanIt's the scent of new mown hayLaugh and turn the pagesWhen there's nothing left to sayAnd it's true that a thing of brillianceCan be paled by dimmer lightSpin the tale of agesAnd get me through this nightTragedy takes a numberBeauty takes to flightReason's on vacationAnd it's killing me tonightThere's a row of oleanderThat divides your house from mineStifles words of angerAnd keeps the neighbors blindThere's a star set in the distanceOf a steely cold and grayWith lights on the horizonAs we look the other way- Repeat Chorus -Tragedy takes a numberBeauty takes to flightReason's on vacationAnd it's killing me tonightThere's a music in the silenceOf a spring that plays no moreA desert in our futureAnd a knocking at the doorThere's a peace for the unknowingThere's a warning to the wiseA smile upon the faces of our ruin in disguise- Repeat Chorus