Cruel shape
Oh what have I done
Punching a wall
Nearly broke my thumb
It’s harder than you think
Not that it matters
If I show myself to you

Come on I know you will
That must be how
The music is meant to be played
A rush of blood
Then it’s gone as fast as it came
Chameleon days

And your anger is red
Envy is green
But if you have a choice
You can always be blue
Shall I show myself to you

Come on I know you will
That must be how
The music is meant to be played
The colours change
In our lives
We all have our own
Chameleon days
The more I have to wait
The more you come in late
The closer to the ground
The heavier the sound

Anyone can tell you that it’s out of your hands
God is rolling numbers while I'm making a plan

For a soul

Blue rhymes with you

The sky and the water
To the sky and the water
There is beauty and surrender
Oh sweetness of sorrow
Oh you wake up before tomorrow
That colour won't get you into trouble

Blue rhymes with you