color decay

a little like the colors fade away

blind beginning of decay

blind beginning of decay

little like the flowers of debate

of moving into place

from gloom to grace

is so wonderful

way beyond belief and dreams

your voice is so beautiful

like the voice of quiet spring

little like the hours castaway

time ain't either here to stay

time will always pass away

little like the sewers that you made

off something disobeyed

off disgrace

is so wonderful

way beyond

belief and dreams

your voice is so beautiful

like the voice of summer breeze