The Blue Dream Poem by Byok Pettersson

Hell, Blues music on my mind,
The darkest of blue days, in one's head
With a new sound beat, scratching at my dreams
So, why can't I keep it, once out of bed?
I'm Hearing it, I'm Tuning out
Seems I have to want to feel and hear
All the blues from here to there
Blues music, then threw me to the floor
I got only one pair of ears
Don't even care, if I shed a few tears
I got only one pair of ears
Don't even care, if I shed a few tears
For this sound, I need to seek
It's so unusual, but easy to speak
Hell, I need to feel the rhythm
Learn how to breathe
I need more now
God, I'm not willing to concede
I'm Gettin' it, I'm Lookin' in
Seems like anyone can shout
And I ain't going to stop
Now playing my new tunes, I can't go without
I got to thank the blue dream
With you and without you, I would cry
I've gotta try and find your past
Show ‘n' Tell others about you, well before I die.