Turquoise Voice

Britta Persson


The dewdrops in his beard glittered just like diamonds
It took thirty years for me to track him down
There are still some issues like changes in the climate
The industry of seafood that I don’t get around

‘Cause love doesn’t stop pollution
Love doesn’t solve the problem
Love doesn’t make waiting rooms cozier
But it’s a green, green fuel
that makes the blue, blue blood
Turn turquoise like my voice

Every little instinct needs to be observed
It’s not what I am thinking that makes the world absurd
Garbage from the Stone Age or an impulse we can trust?
Love is not a weapon, love is not a must

‘Cause love doesn’t stop pollution
Love doesn’t solve the problem
Love doesn’t make waiting rooms cozier
But it’s a green, green fuel
that makes the blue, blue blood
Turn turquoise like my voice


Writer/s: Britta Persson