Colours

Many masks come into play To hide the inner forces The motives made that rule your day Your desirable conclusion Many words enhance the play Filling up the every second Some pillows placed, just so, to placate Any sense of discomfort Daub your world a pretty colour, yeah! Colour! Colour! Filling life with incidents Charting-up experience points Stories of wild and wonder Such exaggerated lives Drowning on the memories Of what should have been You look away to another place You just see what you wanna see! Daub your world a pretty colour, yeah! Colour! Colour! Run away Yes, run away The further you go The less you will know But still you can't face the music Cause the real world looks so dull Daub your world a pretty colour, yeah! Colour! Colour!