Sad blue eyes

Here he comes
The boy who tried to vanish to the future or past
Is no longer here with his sad blue eyes.

Here he comes
He floated away and as he rose above reason
He rose above the clouds, he was seven feet high.

Here he comes
The night is like a glove and he’s floating like a dove
That catches the wind in the deep blue sky.

Here he comes
The boy who tried to vanish to another time
Is no longer here with his sad blue eyes.
[Brian Eno]

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