The skies are blue,
And the water is too,
Don't you understand,
The veins of my wrist are blue,
Missing those days the sky so blue,
When I didn't feel so blue,
The blood in my wrists is staying blue,
Thinking back to the old days,
The sky was blue, and I didn't have to think to see,
The water itself was blue too,
And it wasn't even out of the sea.