Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh oh
Ooh ooh
These ribs don't feel like mine
As we slip through reused time
Stick out like stumps and trees
As we wake from hazy sleep
I'm alive I'm alive
I've done nothing with this life
I'm out of time
I'm running out of time
They stretch and they bend
While I ache and I mend
I'll get lost around the bend
And no one will have a clue
Not even you, oh
If they ask you who I am
You'll shrug and say
"I don't know, Blue?"
I don't know Blue
Do they ache to know me
The way they ache to know you?
You know I'd never look for flames
But they won't even know my name
Much less my brain
If they're asked my favorite color
They'll shrug and say
"I don't know, blue?"
I don't know Blue
Blue
Blue
Blue
Blue
Do you ache to know me
The way I ache to know you?
You've seen all my stumps and trees
And you tell me how all these
Are real
And how you feel
These ribs don't feel like mine
I'm running out of time
I'm turning blue
I'm turning blue
I'm turning blue
I'm turning blue
I'm turning...