The Technicolor Phase


I am the red in the rose, the flowers
On the blankets on your bedroom floor
And I am the gray in the ghost that hides
With your clothes behind your closet door

I am the green in the grass that bends back
From underneath your feet
And I am the blue in your back alley view
Where the horizon and the rooftops meet

If you cut me I suppose I would bleed the colors
Of the evening stars
You can go anywhere you wish cause I'll be there, wherever you are
(Wherever you are) [2x]

(I will always be your keys

When we are lost in the technicolor phase)

The black in the book
The letters on the pages that you memorize
And I am the orange in the overcast
Of color that you visualize

I am the white in the walls that soak up
All the sound when you cannot sleep
And I am the peach in the starfish on the beach
That wish the harbor wasn't quite so deep

If you cut me I suppose I would bleed the colors
Of the evening stars (my darling)
You can go anywhere you wish cause I'll be there, wherever you are (my darling)

(Wherever you are) [3x]







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