Nothing to Do
Nothing to do but sit here and think about feeling blue
but I dont
I would rather feel red or green or maybe yellow maybe if I were a number I would feel like two
but I am not
so I sit here thinking what to do
the themometer on the wall says 62
in my house thats not so new
what can I do
nothing to do
except maybe write this for you
trying to remember when there was something to do
maybe I will remember as I tie my shoe
out the door here I go
going going gone with no clue
what to do
walking for miles down the road looking looking for something
to do
I came to a place that looked familiar
maybe maybe maybe there is something to do
I sat here to sit here to think
to think a thought or two
what can I do
here
it is quite I like it here
I like thinking a thought or two
maybe just maybe I could try the color blue
sitting here in a place that is familiar with nothing to do
blue was not that bad
a color that gets a bad rap for making people sad
u look blue something said to me in a tree
I said yes thank you
I do
blue the number two not sad just nothing to do
this place the thing in the tree not feeling sad but being the color blue
green minus yellow
one and one make two
two divided by two make make one
that is blue
never ever feel sad for blue
he is just looking
for something to do
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