I and imperial blue When we get together We both don't have any clue Just swim in music at midnight Till realism skips my sight. Sometimes in summer I prefer myself and kingfisher One, two , three and more Till we reach a dreamy shore. When in winter Me and my buddy old monk find a sublime sector Where all things around us glitter. The world disappears in whishy Humans, tea, and coffee ruins the party. So I prefer to drink alone.