Behind closed eyes 
And shuttered dreams 
And barred windows 
I see the color green 
For the sea I write 

Behind iron bars 
And deathly individuality 
And ghostly thought 
I see the color white 
For the air I write 

Behind four pointed snowflakes 
And glistening ice pools 
And a hatchet clinging to the 
Frosted waves 
I see the color red 
For the fire I write 

Behind the open air 
And the dank walls 
And the endless earth 
I see the color of hope 
Blackly shining