Are We Blue?

She took a brush and she painted the night sky It's an easy thing to do in a city full of lights Stars shining from below So it's just blue As she paints the streets the big dipper appears Lampposts and houses shine bright and clear Constellations below In your home What can we see when we turn on the light? Are we human because we can see at night? Or are we blue? She looks out her window and the world's on its head Lights through her curtains illuminate her bed The sky is dark but she lies awake In her home What can we see when we turn off the light? Are we human because we can see at night? Or are we blue?