Colours -

Shining coast and heaven on your flesh

Standing at the edge of lies, there’s nobody there

Celebrate the fences of yourself

Spinning in the back your head, there’s no one ahead

As the colours are coming in

We’re walking over bigger walls

Fitting darkness in a hole

And there’s nothing we can do

We travel to a distant shore

Spitting colours on the floor

How does it feel to stay alone?

Standing at the edge of lies there’s nothing to hope

Can’t you see we‘re splattered on the sky?

Spinning in the back of your head, there’s nowhere to hide