Ther - The color blue

You were on the other side of the living room
With the paper in between your hands
You were reading a piece about wealthy women
And the men that they were married to
You look more like a stranger just sitting there
Than anyone I'd ever seen
Time is the explosive that murders all
But the distance was the detonator

All at once it happened
Thеn I realized that you werе atomized
In the hot blast from those jet engines
Your body disappeared
And part of you is still here
But what remains is a fraction of what you left behind
And those scraps that lie where your likeness was
They won't last me very long

These days I think of you
As the color blue
I see you almost everywhere
But what I really see is reflected light
That isn't even really there
I guess I never learned how to let things go
And they've been quite a home to me
The walls have kept me warm but they're far too close
So where do I put the first hole
You were on the other side of the ocean blue