I see rainbows in the road...
Watching the colours mixing,
I must be bored.
I see rainbows in the road...
Thinking as i go walking,
The memories stored.
I see rainbows in the road...
Smelling sweet smiling,
Take of the load.
I see rainbows in the road...
Dancing in the rain-falling,
Keep away the cold.
I see rainbows in the road...
There are vibrating crickets in the tree
Wonder whatever happened to the bees,
And those green green leaves;
Stolen away by loving smiling thieves.
And now the tree is bare nothing left to spare,
But the poison hidden in a pare.
Life isn’t fare that once was a pair
Is now no more...
Ask what ever did seize,
That sweet smelling breeze
What power was it that could freeze?
Could it be me or was it just we?
That left a bare tree,
For all the world to see;
Was our will set free?
Was it ill-fated fate?
Set apart you and me.
Cupid missed his mark;
Let loose an ill fated dart,
Let’s go back to the start.
You were made out to be a friend,
How was I to know that it would come to this end?
A heart broken so,
That no one dare to mend.
So send me a light;
I might follow thru the dark of this night;
Take me past this fright.
Where friend’s a fiend,
Smiling upon the screen.
Words spoken so make me bold,
If I could,
I'd sell my soul;
I would,
For as little, in a begging bowl.
These thought they make me old,
Find now me some sacred fire
Hidden inside a coal,
Lay me on a pyre,
As good as dead,
But not yet cold,
Awaiting a messenger in lead.
Or fold me into the earth,
Let me dissolve.
Absolve me my pain,
Take whatever you have to gain;
Let me thus, lie, dead.
Into that from which wise men said,
We all did come to be.
Plant in me a seed,
Teach it greed,
So it may feed, on what remains.
So once more a tree will grow,
They say what we sow thus shall we reap,
My soul you would never keep.
In dreams yet you still steal away my sleep,
Impossible to forget it seems.
Do not frown for I’m a clown,
Under an ocean of sadness
Away I must drown.
From that deep arises
This madness that,
Rises to fall, taking us all,
Back to the tree.
Under which stood both you and me,
Talking about how far we were from mars,
And what secrets hold the stars.
But now I'm on my knees,
Begging for the keys,
To free me of this disease.
Praying for a lease,
So I'm begging you please;
To let me be me...
