Melanie — Cerulean Blue

And it's blue as in cerulean It's the scent of new mown hay Laugh and turn the pages When there's nothing left to say And it's true that a thing of brilliance Can be paled by dimmer light Spin the tale of ages And get me through this night Tragedy takes a number Beauty takes to flight Reason's on vacation And it's killing me tonight There's a row of oleander That divides your house from mine Stifles words of anger And keeps the neighbors blind There's a star sеt in the distance Of a steely cold and gray With lights on the horizon As wе look the other way Tragedy takes a number Beauty takes to flight Reason's on vacation And it's killing me tonight Tragedy takes a number Beauty takes to flight Reason's on vacation And it's killing me tonight There's a music in the silence Of a spring that plays no more A desert in our future And a knocking at the door There's a peace for the unknowing There's a warning to the wise A smile upon the faces of our ruin in disguise Tragedy takes a number Beauty takes to flight Reason's on vacation And it's killing me tonight