nd Fret Intro: And it's blue as in cerulean It's the scent of new mown hay Laugh and turn the pages When there's nothing left to say And it's true that a thing of brilliance Can be paled by dimmer light Spin the tale of ages And get me through this night Chorus Tragedy takes a number Beauty takes to flight Reason's on vacation And it's killing me tonight There's a row of oleander That divides your house from mine Stifles words of anger And keeps the neighbours blind There's a star set in the distance Of a steely cold and grey With lights on the horizon As we look the other way And it's blue as in cerulean It's the scent of new mown hay Laugh and turn the pages When there's nothing left to say And it's true that a thing of brilliance Can be paled by dimmer light Spin the tale of ages And get us through this night Chorus Tragedy takes a number Beauty takes to flight Reason's on vacation And it's killing me tonight There's a music in the silence Of a spring that plays no more A desert in our future And a knocking at the door There's a peace for the unknowing There's a warning to the wise A smile upon the faces Of our ruin in disguise And it's blue as in cerulean It's the scent of new mown hay Laugh and turn the pages When there's nothing left to say And it's true that a thing of brilliance Can be paled by dimmer light Spin the tale of ages And get us through this night