The absence of color seems to be my home
But inside my heart resides a big rainbow
I’ve been to Wonderland
I’ve been to Oz and back
Still my one true love has a name called black
Ultraviolet prisms parade all around us
But I’m in a prison, darkness is enough
The infrared laser sends chills up my spine
But I sleep like a baby in the grey shade of time
Yet when I see the sun’s blue corona
I’m reminded of the Mona Lisa
I’ll never fluoresce like you can-
Even insects pick up your frequency
But birds fly over the rainbow
Picking up the colors frequently
Jul 19, 2012
Jul 19, 2012 at 11:16 AM UTC
The absence of color seems to be my home
But inside my heart resides a big rainbow
I’ve been to Wonderland
I’ve been to Oz and back
Still my one true love has a name called black
Ultraviolet prisms parade all around us
But I’m in a prison, darkness is enough
The infrared laser sends chills up my spine
But I sleep like a baby in the grey shade of time
Yet when I see the sun’s blue corona
I’m reminded of the Mona Lisa
I’ll never fluoresce like you can-
Even insects pick up your frequency
But birds fly over the rainbow
Picking up the colors frequently
