As seven ticks to eight o'clock,
He rumbles down the stairs,
Mother's cooking in her kitchen, father is in his chair
The headline on the front page reads "the sun's coming out today",
Shining down in perfect streaks, it's anywhere USA.

With eyes wide open,
The sky is always a thousand shades of blue.
Probably broken, lost and lonely,
We're all just shades of you.

(Ashley Parker Angel - Shades of Blue)