Testo Blue Hour

Time of day is the blue hour
From a bud into a flower
What was held tight like a fist
That's just flying into bliss

Am I just to forget you
And forget myself too
The answer is not known And the entrance not shown

So I'll jump in with both feet
Knowing what is underneath
Say you have too far to fly
And I want to know why

Am I just to forget you
And forget myself too
The answer is not known
And the entrance not shown

The answer is not known
And the entrance not shown