The colors bleed and we run to hold true
Standing by lines, drawn only to keep us inside
But still colors bleed and erase our truth
Scared of what we’ll bleed into
In my reality I give no more than I have to give
At any moment I could give you all
But no sense in speaking of tomorrow and yesterday is gone
The only shadow I follow is the one that sets at dawn
Sailing this ship in search of an invisible dock to crash upon
Letting time dissolve as I try to lap the sun
The colors bleed and we run to hold true
Standing by lines, drawn only to keep us inside
But still colors bleed and erase our truth
Scared of what we’ll bleed into
These hands they hold more than they need
Lost in the paths in the palms
Hoping for a grip to appease these restless bones
Something to mold into as opposed to just hold
Only to let go when the veins begin to show
Scared the numbness will engulf me and my soul
The colors bleed and we run to hold true
Standing by lines, drawn only to keep us inside
But still colors bleed and erase our truth
Scared of what we’ll bleed into
My silent words are more than what they may seem to be
They are my company in this stagnant cold, my warm memories
The thought of warm skin, soft lips, keeps me enchanted like a kite in the wind
Giving into a sick mind, in dark times, black out the sun and live within
And dance silent under my control in a world I manipulate
Where opposing colors can never meet to create grey
The colors bleed and we run to hold true
Standing by lines, drawn only to keep us inside
But still colors bleed and erase our truth
Scared of what we’ll bleed into
