Out of the Cobalt Blue
It all comes from God
It all comes from God
It was out of the blue
Out of the cobalt blue
I remember that January night
What came to mind as I began to write
A statement of my youth
A melody came to me in my sleep
Set to the cadence I was counting sheep
For you, and you, and you
I beg, don't change the station
For this is inspiration
I'm sophisticated anarchy
And every word is all true
It was out of the blue
Out of the cobalt blue
It was out of the blue
Out of the cobalt blue
Spring transitions to Summer
I am poetic of a bummer
It's hard, it's life. It's true
Then I wrote about the time of my life
Became the time I would bring that hype
I do. I do, I do
I beg, don't change the station
For this is inspiration
I'm sophisticated anarchy
And every word is all true
It was out of the blue
Out of the cobalt blue
It was out of the blue
Out of the cobalt blue
I'd say the last was like catching a pike
It twas the kindest way to go on strike
I knew, I knew, I knew
It was out of the blue
Out of the cobalt blue
It was out of the blue
Out of the cobalt blue
