Nothing lasts forever Yeah everything change The only thing thats constant Is these feelings in my brain
Im moving forward through time Constantly on the grind Stone, slowly getting sharper But with less of me each day Ive gotta remove these shades And see some brighter ways
My palette is so colorful The greens the reds the blues So many wonderful hues But so often they get tangled Looped together in endless paths Leaving a dry, dull, black
Black is whats void of all things How can this be when theres so much color there If i just add more Im sure it will look fair
Then and only then the colors do come back With a dark, shadowy black Right now its purple But still mostly black This is where my soul is at