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thoughts and five colors
I've been sleeping in Past noon each day It's not a conscience act Just the way my mind behaves I'm rid of beauty thoughts So I'll just look them up And print the pictures out To plaster them along my wall I see your face in there Can I paint over it? The colors black and red and orange and blue and violet I cast my arms down low And swing as a high as I can I know it won't cover you for long 'Cause I'll know you're still there Underneath, i've got to try to tear apart the solids Peace gone, burned it away ash fills my air and we breathe together
From Letras Mania