| When She Gets Blue
I have this friend
She’s diverse
Hard to get to know if you go by face value of words
She’s like a light that shines
Only to leave you in the darkness
When you try to understand what’s behind the blinds
She glides
Lightly above us on the surface of things
When she gets blue
She’s blue like the women in Chagall paintings
It doesn’t bring her down
She takes me in
When she comes round
Knows just what to say to bring me up when I’m down
But when I ask her
How she’s holding up
She starts drifting and her gaze
Disappears into the blackness of the coffee in her cup
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No it doesn’t bring her down
But no one can follow when she goes
It doesn’t bring her down
So from the loneliest of places she glows
But it doesn’t bring her down
I have this friend
She’s like art
It may not make sense
But there’s something about her that goes straight to heart
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