Brand New Kind Of Blue

The newsreel is rolling
Words are at an all time cheap
The more they are talking
The less it means to me

Terrifying feeling creeping in
Without a sound
I know it’ll pin me
If I stop to turn around

Casting off again
Not knowing where to land

Drifting in a brand new kind of blue
Hoping that I’m only passing through
The ache of a decade
The cure is overdue for this
Brand new kind of blue

Floating through the ceiling
High up over the trees
Saw a panoramic view
Of my whole history

The city was all buzzing
On every wire and track
Through it all I heard a voice
Calling me to come back

All those birthday cards
Buried out in the yard

Casting off again
Not knowing where to land

Drifting in a brand new kind of blue
Hoping that I’m only passing through
The ache of a decade
The cure is overdue for this
Brand new kind of blue

Drifting in a brand new kind of blue
Drifting in a brand new kind of blue