This one is for the dreamers.
You see the world in technicolor
even when it screams out in shades of grey
too bleak,
too stormy.
You dance in the rain.
This verse, this is for the believers.
You saw others in vibrant hues of yellow,
of green,
of orange,
when they were a navy blue,
stirred together with black.
This is for the wishers.
To you, I was pastel purple.
I knew I was cold,
dark,
and obsolete.
But you, with your kindness,
with your heart,
with your spirit,
you colored me a different shade.
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 6:01 PM UTC
This one is for the dreamers.
You see the world in technicolor
even when it screams out in shades of grey
too bleak,
too stormy.
You dance in the rain.
This verse, this is for the believers.
You saw others in vibrant hues of yellow,
of green,
of orange,
when they were a navy blue,
stirred together with black.
This is for the wishers.
To you, I was pastel purple.
I knew I was cold,
dark,
and obsolete.
But you, with your kindness,
with your heart,
with your spirit,
you colored me a different shade.
