Blue is the night, da ba dee da ba dye,
Neon tears drip from a plastic moon sky.
I wear my cobalt dream like a second skin,
Bluetooth ghosts whisper the code to get in.
Submarine bass thumps deep in my chest,
Pixels float up like lost love confessed.
Everything freeze-frames, azure and slow—
I’m still that kid in the video glow,
Singing da ba dee ’cause it’s all I know.