Wrapped In Blue

I know how it feels
To be wrapped in blue
But who could say, who could say
Which rainbow color fades
First? Maybe nothing matters
But green mixed with red mixed with
White makes a cold grey waste
Makes a cold grey waste

That is how the sky
And sea became one
Wander away, far away--
We smolder or we blaze
And burn. Maybe
Orange mixed with red mixed with
Smoke makes a cold grey haze
Makes a cold grey waste