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. MdG 15-3-2000
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