Symphony in Blue

I spent a lot of my time
 Looking at the blue
 The colour of my room and my mood
 Blue on the walls
 Blue out of my mouth
 The sort of blue between clouds
 When the sun comes out
 The sort of blue in those eyes
 You get hung up about
 When that feeling of
 Meaninglessness sets in
 Go blowing my mind on God
 The light in the dark
 With the neon arms
 The meek He seeks
 The beast He calms
 The head of the good soul department
 I see myself suddenly
 On the piano, as a melody
 My terrible fear of dying
 No longer plays with me
 For now I know that I'm needed
 For the symphony
 I associate love with red
 The colour of my heart when she's dead
 Red in my mind
 When the jealousy flies
 Red in my eyes
 From emotional ties
 Manipulation, the danger signs
 The more I think about sex
 The better it gets
 Here we have a purpose in life
 Good for the blood circulation
 Good for releasing the tension
 The root of our reincarnations
 I see myself suddenly
 On the piano, as a melody
 My terrible fear of dying
 No longer plays with me
 For now I know that I'm needed
 For the symphony
 I spent a lot of my time
 Looking at blue
 No wonder that I blew it