I woke up in the morning, bright and early

And was greeted with a Neptune blue

I picked out a shirt that was charcoal gray

And a sweater the color of frozen dew

I went to school with my ocean-blue backpack

Inside my father’s robin’s egg car

And walked across the dark gray track

Toward my first school seminar

Methodically, I marched

To the ring of school bells

And never even noticed

The shadow of the cloud’s spell

At the last ring of the bell

I looked up at the sky

I felt the rain fall

And the harsh wind fly by

I never saw that pretty blue

Again that winter day

And when it appears anew

I forever pray for it to stay