Colours
Dreamy orange birds fly around my sky
in a dream of glee I wave, goodbye
The shadow of a wantom soul caresses the maroon night
away it comes, together and all to make all alright
Tingletangle here it comes all the way
one bloodied angel staggers from the fray
A little pink elephant climbes up the tree
climbing branch for branch for you, for me
It goes out on a limb in the rays of the setting sun
ironically, the branch snaps, landing it back where it begun
The white hand of a black death strokes my cheek
in beauty we are all alike, the vengeful and the meek
Round and round the coloured wheel spins
a colour for everything, our virtues, our sins
Is there a difference between a red rose, a brown leaf or a green car?
The colours of the rainbow, an apple, or a bright shiney star?
Timidly, forgotten, we watch the palette unwind
we're going back to the start, please press rewind.