Where Blue Meets Blue
©1998 Andrew Calhoun, recorded, appropriately enough, on Where Blue Meets Blue.
Where blue meets blue,
You find the gate,
That dreams pass through,
And still they wait;
Where it is true
That worlds revolve
Through time and space
That wars resolve.
Where blue meets blue,
You find the place,
Where I and you
Have gone to waste;
All drifting, woven in the air,
A sacrosanct, forgotten prayer.
A prayer awaits,
Long cast aside
From lying hates
And jealous pride;
Our prayer returns
Unbroken through
The open gate
Where blue meets blue.