The endless blue

Aaron Johnson

 

The people passing by

On they’re way to good times tonight

The corso lights match the stars in the sky

But we all know their imitations in disguise      

 

I’m found just still, the sand between my toes

No wheat in a bottle can compare

To this high planting my feet into the ground

The endless blue orchestra playing their sweet song

 

 

He designed her to keep this song on replay

I know it will never get old

It’s a song so elegant yet bold

It’s what keeps me rolling on down this road

 

She holds treasure

Not had by plastic or bought with gold

Not captured by a shutter or a brown clay mold

We can all try, but it just brings us back to her

I’ll always come back to her.

I’ll always come back for her