Let's go some place brilliantly blue
where gold grows green
and the world finds red
only when the yellow goes to rest,
and we can dance bare foot
to the light of those shimmering colors
refracting in the prisms of glass
struck up by our swiftly swinging feet.
We can spin as the world turns
purple in our eyes as white comes out
to play in our merry games,
and we will jump around brown turned blue
hiding and seeking,
finding the light in joy surrounded by black.
It will be you and me
in this land so full of color
so that our eyes cloud magnificeint hues
when we realize;
we can't contain this with any form of paint.