Watercolour

(الألبوم: Nu Soul - 2017)

I stumble through these valleys shaped
With forgotten faces drawn in glaciers
Painting blueprints on canvas with our bare hands
And massing sails from sunlight to foreign lands

We will sit in the solstice one day

I've made galleries of gorgeous dreams
Where rhapsody, polyphony and I cry vehemently
Hanging pictures of epiphanies seems a tragedy
Do colours bleed through you normally

Or is this a mildly unusual occurrence?
Has the tide in your veins suddenly resurfaced?
Clouds begin to roll, storms draw near to our souls
Breeze has broken, brace yourself in shadow
Drowned in deluge, the thunder bellows

I've made galleries of gorgeous dreams
Where rhapsody, polyphony and I cry vehemently
Hanging pictures of epiphanies seems a tragedy
Cast away the colour and live with me in harmony

Now it spreads, through our bodies
Through our bones and our beds
Through foundations of homes
Rotting the new and embracing the old
Leaving their canvas colourless and cold
Unworthy of what I owe

When we open the winter's end
We'll weave a needle through the thread
As the summer solstice settles in

We'll sit in the solstice some day

I've made galleries of gorgeous dreams
Where rhapsody, polyphony and I cry vehemently
Hanging pictures of epiphanies seems a tragedy
Cast away the colour and live with me in harmony
We'll sit in the solstice some day
(I've made galleries of gorgeous dreams)

We will sit in the solstice one day