Colour
The kind I wish I saw before my feelings were like no
Other
You took me by the hand and then showed me the door
Maybe
I misinterpreted the way you talked and the looks you
Gave me
Remember what you said? It went something like this:

Colour
The tiny little spark I see when you're going to break
Cover
I look into your eyes and there's nothing there so
Tell me
was everything it seemed or was the light hiding what I
could see
Remember what you said? It went something like this:

Why can't you recall in your history
Shades of umber
I'm caught under
inky thunder

Your intent to me is a mystery
Just a semblance
of [bad word] vengeance
Heed my entrance