Blueless Bird
Why do the birds sing
So early in the dawn?
They’re honeysuckle melodies before my days’ alarm
I imagine they're rehearsing
For some big elaborate show
That I’ve not been invited to
So I should never know
The songs they like to sing
I suppose they’re not too far
From all the songs I sing
when I’m alone late in my car
And if I were the postman
Awake for the afternoon
I’d be the lucky someone
Eavesdropping on their tunes
But I think I like it better
when I sleep late past their call
For all I know perhaps the birds don’t even sing at all

We all know that
Love comes easily to you,
But not the hurt
You’re imperious to blue
I wish I knew
How to sing bout the other colors too