I had a
Postcard From Blue
the other day

You sent a postcard from a sandy beach
Summer rainy ocean shore is blue
I could be a postcard in the sun
If I was blue enough for you

I found a postcard in grandma's attic
Childhood innocence prevails
We have wonderous adventures in the dark
Afternoons in between the hills

I could be a postcard in the sun
If I was blue enough for you

Blue, blue, blue; blue, blue, blue
Why do you want to make me blue?
Blue, blue, blue; blue, blue, blue
I could be anything you want me to

I made a postcard from the deepest woods
Camping al fresco all alone
A little bit of smoke, ashes in my food
Washed it all away when I got home

Memory a postcard, cliffs of alabaster
The tide seals a secret cave as well
Bicycle a road away, pirates fencing stiles olé
Stories in your diary to tell

I could be a postcard in the sun
If I was blue enough for you

Blue, blue, blue; blue, blue, blue
Why do you want to make me blue?
Blue, blue, blue; blue, blue, blue
I could be anything you want me to

La vie est une carte postale de tout ce que vous voulez
L'amour est vert, peut-être noir
Je voudrai une "post-card" dans soleil
Si j'ai assez de bleu pour toi

I could be a postcard in the sun
If I was blue enough for you
Blue, blue, blue; blue, blue, blue
I call her Blue

1/15/22

Yes, I removed the camèra fixé on 2/1/22.
I stored it carefully, though.

© Huw Powell
printed 19 April 2024

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