كلمات Bluish

How long does it take To the blue Moon to break? How many pieces does it make? So I stare at the satellite While I wait for the rite Doesn’t seem and it’s not right To wait for things to rearrange Expecting the best but Knowing it will be so strange To keep it when it’s not supposed to be kept The sea has been so full of Shells that still shine But inside of the beauty skin there’s an old frosted bead As white as the Moon But bluish as the runes Seen by Odin on the tree that gave him the wisdom not To wait for things to rearrange Expecting the best but Knowing it will be so strange To keep it when it’s not supposed to be kept So I stare at the satellite While I wait for the rite Doesn’t seem and it’s not right To wait for things to rearrange Expecting the best but Knowing it will be so strange To keep it when it’s not supposed to be kept