Dressed in white In painted smile Summer breeze Blow You feel You taste The stars the Sun and space So blind not to find The sublime Color of my world In bitter green She comes to me From dark serene Below This pill You taste It scars upon your face So many times we left behind The sublime Color of my world My world Turning in the void Like a big bright nothing Tumble like a stone Follow anywhere the wind blows Pail lights and Short sighted Black ties and Bleeding lips and Street signs and L. A. Times and One track minds A sight into my world My world Circling the Sun Like a great white vulture Angels in vertigo Falling through the indigo sky Can you see that the world is faded Can you see that the whole things coming down Does it taste like the clouds are seeded Did you hear that the bombers are Heaven bound In red so frail Glow Your tears erase That smile upon your face Hide Cant elide The mortified Color of my world My world Crumbling away Like a cheap toy Laying in the street Getting kicked around Breaking down Breaking down Its breaking down Breaking down Black lists And white lies and Purple mountains Silver skies Hard times Failing grips War crimes and Fleeting trips Blue yellow red 10001 Blue yellow red 10001 War crimes And fleeting trips In sharp graphic Replication
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