Song: Sunny Blue
Album: Losing The Game
Artist: The Blend
Written by Toussaint Morrison
Released May 8, 2008
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Sunny Blue,
I know you’re trying hard to
find the truth, but this looks to me more like you’re searching for an excuse.
If this goes down like you plan it, tomorrow’s going to be the same canvas as
today except the paint will lack passion.
Sunny Blue, I’m cool with not
taking another step, but I do got a problem with you standing on that ledge.
Being alive is painful, and right now death makes sense. Your heart’s strangled
in the moment pressed against
what’s next.
I got the call from Annie, and
ran ‘til my feet began draggin’, down 5th and Hampton cos’ both of
my bike tires are flattened – sprintin’ soon as I got the news, she told me
what you had been planning, and I figured to talk before you make this happen.
I heard about the news with your significant other. Some kids were talkin’
about you at this party last summer. I was shook, cos’ whenever I saw the two
of you together, ya’ll looked like you would never let go, no matter the
relationship’s weather… well, I just don’t know what to say, I mean forever and
never both got their final hours and I’ve let go so many times I forgot how to
wrap my arms around.
My bad, I kinda got carried
away. I had the same situation as you with this girl I used to date. You know
that feelin’ you be feelin’ when you get close with somebody, your sense of
balance and solar system revolve around’em. This is bigger than that Sunny. I’m
not gonna lie to you: for all I care you can jump off this bridge and hang up
your pumas, be the headline story on all of the local news fronts, and for the
next two months be the fact, fiction and rumor. I’ve concluded cryin’ the same
tears and same tunes, and I did not sprint the long ends of eight city blocks
to save you. Some are born with privilege and some aren’t, and I stay alive to
fight for even grounds. So jump
If you’re gonna stand there and
not do it, I’m just gonna sit here and keep talking, just tell me if I’m a
nuisance. I’d hate to break your train of thought deciding if to jump, or step
down and walk away to contemplate a second run, ‘cos this isn’t a one-time
thing, your life isn’t an episode, but if standin’ there helps you check
yourself like a stethoscope, then so be it, but you’re searching to look
admirable where not giving a fuck has become fashionable. The people that you
want to care… don’t, and if you do this they’ll forget it like last year’s TRL
host. Your self-esteem’s too dependent on your cell phone. Plus you cling to
the past like bad Velcro. That’s natural Sunny, your situation’s not special.
You’re tryin’ to hide it, but I can see you smiling half-way sarcastic ‘cos you
don’t know what the hell you’re doing, and slightly crying ‘cos you know I’d
jump with you.
Sunny Blue, I gotta go soon. The
dawn is calling, the sky’s getting bright and my eyelids keep falling. Morning
traffic will turn your privacy to public and you won’t feel the same with so
many people watching. I care about you, and that’s the plain and simple truth,
even if it makes me look sensitive and vulnerable. Sunny Blue, fuck the whole
world for all it’s not worth. I’d sacrifice my prided life to make your
memories not hurt. Past the point what you feel, you can’t touch or physically
handle, so you carve it in your skin to make the pain tangible. Couldn’t ignore
long the swollen stripes in your forearms, rockin’ long sleeves in the summer
whistlin’ your song. Any more harm, I heard you would’ve cut through muscle,
but this isn’t about that, or any of your other personal struggles. This is a
friend saying whatever choice you make, you’ll still be loved, but… I can’t
relate.
And before I go. Annie told me to tell you she loves you
more than you’ll ever know. I told her that’s not enough, ‘cos you’re still
standin’ here, quietly crying on the inside of your mind rationalizing death
against how fucked up life is. I paused at the door, turned around and looked
her right in her iris, and said I understand why she wouldn’t want to see
something like this, but that if you jumped… I’d wanna be there before you do
it.
To let you know life is worthwhile when there’s at least
one person in the world that loves you more than the word defines it. That’s
how I feel. I gotta go.
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