Sweet blue

Through the dark blue of night
Windows pour the orange juice
Like the only source of light
Like the only sweet that soothes.


The small feeling becomes bigger
I feel it's eating me again
As if somebody pulled a trigger
To release my hidden pain.

But wind's still flowing in the dark
And all keeps moving in a stream
The world itself know not about
That useless sense of melancholy.

Why be so cold and eager
for all the kinds of grief?
I wanna stop this fever
I only want to breathe.

I wish not to remember
And not to ever think.
This summer night's so tender
It's rustling so sweet

It whispers through the trees
And knocking with the rain.
I see these thoughts will flee
And so will do my pain.

And nothing will remain
Beside this warmth and calm
And dark will turn to day
And life will surely run.