Untangling The Blue

The magnitude of solitude can never be a number
A twist might turn into torture

A drip becomes a waterfall as alcohol’s uncovered
And paint your face with the measure

But it’s only ever you

Be patient with a history of well-studied repression
Don’t be defined by a moment

And don’t deny the heartbeat of an obsolete expression
Black and white but unbroken

But it’s only ever you
Untangling the bluе

Shelter from dynamics as the conflicts turn to trauma
Complicity in thе simplest

And sympathise with subtleties when company seeks drama
Simplicity in the cortex

But it’s only ever you
Able to untangle the blue