Blue ' Ain't ' Your Color----Written In Rhyming Fashion
Feeling blue is really only a figment of my psyche's imagination
I remember so well the fun adventure's we enjoyed in our once proud United Nation
Remembering when we traveled far-wide without fear of reaching our destination
We took to the air like an eagle in glorious flight migration
Now we fear the wrath of programmed terrorists who willingly gives his life in hopes of a heavenly resurrection
Aha the cruise ships, we slept like babies, certain the Captain would steer us safely to the fun amusement awaiting on shore
Now we watch the ships pass on by, my psyche saying, " No more. "
We went to crowded parades, waving our flag's with happy inborn pride
Now we stay locked inside, afraid to venture outside
Oh how we loved to watch the Cardinals play live in St. Louis, Missouri
Now we watch the game on TV, Missing the sweet aroma of hotdogs and excited spectator flurry
We danced in nightclubs, the band taking our request's so willingly
Now we turn on the radio to dance, missing the good times and feeling sad and lonely
The days of going to live concerts or crowded movie theaters are only faded memories
The fear of mass killings keeps us housebound, adding to our pent up miseries
" Oh wait up " My psyche just interrupted me saying, " Remember your dancing boot's you reluctantly stored away
Why not retrieve them and let's start living again today? "
" I thought you were afraid ( Shane ) My psyche's name, you're the one who feared the most. "
She looked down and admitted, " I was, but I ' ain't ' having any fun, and if you don't move you'll soon be as dry as a day-old piece of toast. "
So I'm puttin' on my dancing boot's, and we're going to start living again.
" Thanks my psyche girlfriend Shane, after all you're still my closest best friend. "