"Cosmic Clues"

Blue’s paw prints on the wall,
I’m trippin’, can’t recall,
A thinking chair that’s flyin’ high,
Is it real or just a sky?
Steve’s in the corner, playin’ cool,
Magenta’s trippin’, breakin’ all the rules,
We’re walkin’ through a world that bends,
Is it the start, or is it the end?
Blue’s Clues in the cosmic view,
I see the paw prints, what do they do?
Colors swirl in a dancing hue,
The world is spinning, and it’s all brand new!
The mailbox is talkin’ back to me,
“Hey, let’s go, what do you see?”
A swirlin’ notebook, that’s alive,
We’re writing clues that can’t survive.
The rug is laughin’, what’s the deal?
A talking table that spins and feels,
A clue on the floor, it’s a mystery,
In this world of mind and history.
Blue’s Clues in the cosmic view,
I see the paw prints, what do they do?
Colors swirl in a dancing hue,
The world is spinning, and it’s all brand new!
The dog barks in riddles, a wavy sound,
Is the answer lost or just unbound?
The thinking chair takes me far away,
To places where time and space decay...
Blue’s Clues in the cosmic view,
I see the paw prints, what do they do?
Colors swirl in a dancing hue,
The world is spinning, and it’s all brand new!
In the land of clues and dreams so wild,
Blue’s the guide, and I’m the child,
We’re surfing through the cosmic sea,
Forever lost in Blue’s mystery.

Spacey Synth Pop with Echoed Vocals and Cosmic Atmosphere