baby blue

News speaks of will at last
you fight yourself through trailers, better use them fast
the empty calendar strikes anew
you're voice begins to tremble distant fuel
and she's there, calling you
and, it's all over now, baby blue

the work of writing is meant well dressed
he works to provide the family he has at last
the wonderful type of gold in his hand
will distance himself away from his plan
the shouting whistle blows for you
and, it's all over now, baby blue

tender children play ball in the hall
waiting for a brute teacher to call
they bounce that ball right into his palm
he speaks so softly jumping on his fall
the whispers only one of us can hear
and, it's all over now, baby blue

how can you type so magnificently and true
the cloth man becomes a figure in your sleep
the wondered man becomes a frightened past
he wonders where to last one came at last
your teeth tremble, a new leader for one to cast
well, it's all over now, baby blue