When The Only Idea Is Blue

It's a long drive to the city
I'm here all alone nowhere else to go what is there to do
And this is the feeling when the only idea is blue

The sun shines through my window upon my easy chair
I know when I was younger I'd never be sitting there
And soon leaves will change and fall will be in the air

All my friends have either passed away
Or moved very far to a place like Timbuktu
And this is the feeling when the only idea is blue

How many choices do you have today
Can't make up your mind and still haven't put on your shoes
I guess I don't have much to say when the only idea is blue
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Posted: Sep 2018

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