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I need a stronger shade of blue.
This one’s served me well before,
but now washed-out, weak and sickly,
it doesn’t suit me anymore.

I need a stronger shade of blue
— one reminiscent of our past —
of the legacy and sacrifice
that’s now tarnished and collapsed.

There are monsters at the door and yet we bicker,
their selfish, shameless, savage roar too much to bear.
As hope’s dim and dwindling light begins to flicker,
we’ll find a champion despite all the despair
and marshal all our troops to a stronger shade of blue.

I need a stronger shade of
blue, one as dark as the world outside,
fiercely muted in the shade
and yet brilliant in the fight.
I need a stronger shade of blue,
pure like a conscience no longer numb —
ablaze with independence
and not beholden to anyone.

There are monsters at the door and yet we bicker,
their selfish, shameless, savage roar too much to bear.
As hope’s dim and dwindling light begins to flicker
we’ll find a champion despite all the despair
and marshal all our troops to a stronger shade of blue.

Calloused against ourselves,
we weren’t born like this,
colored by our profits
and dwelling on our wretchedness.
We’ll excise the corruption
and flip the script in a vivid coup.
We'll bind our somber discourse
to a stronger shade of blue

I need a stronger shade of blue,
one as bold and big as our plans,
dwarfing all the petty hacks
with aspirational demands.
I need a stronger shade of blue,
one as bright as our future feels
when it’s tailored for our children
with vouchsafed august ideals.

There are monsters at the door and yet we bicker,
their selfish, shameless, savage roar too much to bear.
As hope’s dim and dwindling light begins to flicker
we’ll find a champion despite all the despair
and marshal all our troops to a stronger shade of blue,
to a stronger shade of blue.