Technicolour

I used to say Take in everything you can endure But now these days It's like nothing that I've had before Chasing lights doesn't matter If we're running out of time I've got to tell you That I don't think it'll stay too long I'm only honest Always bleating, always banging on Please stand by Take a number to the back of the line I see it right in front of you Your eyes in technicolour too I've been amazed Been betrayed Been too comfortable I want to make Every change that seems impossible Set thing right Doesn't matter If we're running out of time I've seen them bend Seen them break Picked the pieces up We stuck our hearts back together And they're holding up Rise and shine Look alive Might be running out of time I see it right in front of you Your eyes in technicolour too Unmapped, uncharted, wonderful And I just want you to see it too