Pretending To Be Blue

© 2009 Midnight Island Music

The numbers men are laying even odds
That our delight will over tempt the gods
There's so much in the world that's going wrong
The short of it is hardly ever long

I see you and dissolve in mortal bliss
The gods are always watching out for this
And so to keep myself from being seen
And sidestep the reversion to the mean

I edge along the sidewalk looking down
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown
When friends inquire I shrug and look away
As if a word would be too much to say

Although there's really nothing I can do
I spend my days pretending to be blue

But you know how I feel when we are one
And I know how your smile outshines the sun
It's all so fragile, grass, the sky, a tree
The stars, the moon, our children, you and me

It`s laughable to think that there`s a way
To guard against tomorrow or today
But still I hope that somehow I`ll deceive
Myself with nothing up my sleeve

For this to work I must believe the fates
Are dazzled by these tricks that hope creates
They smiling, wave, and spinning, weave a thread
That never will be cut 

Although there`s really nothing I can do
I spend my days pretending to be blue