Hear the world
The world is blue
Color shot through and through
Hear the birds ring around
They make the color sound
Singing out a mystery without home or history
while they fly down the sky confessing it on high
Over every country, over every highway, over every Compton and every sea
Daddy died when I was a child
How could I know a mercy mild?
But Mama tried
She told me when I cried
to sail it like a victory
Ready-about, hard-a-lee
Tear drops would hollow me out a tunnel leading to another country,
down another highway,
through another Compton, into a sea of
smiling faces ,rolling hips, embraces,
everybody dancing, confessing blues
Another country, another highway,
another Compton, another sea
of smiling faces
nobody waiting
everybody dancing
into the blue