What Colour İs God?

I was thinking about thinking about thinking about thinking I was thinking. Contemplating situations and the visions blew my mind. In the gutter I was crawling as the shells just kept on falling all around me. (Chorus): What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? As the library was burning and the pages kept on turning back in history. As the doorways they were full of refugees and lonely people staring at me, they were asking of me. What colour is God? What colour is God? What colour is God? No matter what I say or do, it never looks like making any difference. Don't keep on looking down at me as if I don't exist as if I'm not here Don't focus all your anger and resentment that you have, Don't blame it on me, don't blame it on me.