Departure (Lullaby) - Max Richter

I sat the kitchen table and watched the sky grow lighter by the minute

It had been a long time since i’d seen the dawn

At one end of the sky, a line of blue appeared

And like blue ink on a peice of paper it spread slowly across the horizon

If you gathered together all the shades of blue in the world

And picked the bluest

The epitome of blue

This is the color you would choose