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  1. Color Decay
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Lyrics

A little like the colors fade away,
right under,
blind beginning of decay,
broad under,
blind beginning of decay.

A little like the flowers of debate
stood by me in trials
of moving into place,
stood by me in trials
from gloom to grace.

Straight up, right now,
it’s so wonderful,
way beyond belief and dreams.
Your voice is so beautiful,
like the voice of quiet spring.

A little like the hours cast away.
Why wonder?
Time ain’t either here to stay.
Why wonder?
Time will always pass away.

A little like the sewers that you made
run blindly through piles
of something disobeyed,
run blindly through piles
of disgrace.

Straight up, right now,
it’s so wonderful,
way beyond belief and dreams.
Your voice is so beautiful,
like the voice of summer breeze.