Blue Bleeds Through

Winter, cold and gray as my soul it is these days And purple, limped aside as it pawned my crown away And red rants and raves, it comes in waves once calmed by you And black always asks me, "Ain't it great to be alone" But the Blue Bleeds Through all Yes the Blue Seeps Through all Yellow, waking warm and reminding me of home And orange, warm and changing me, leaves are letting go And green creeps between me, wanting all I've ever known And white holds me tight and whispers, "You are not alone" But the Blue Bleeds Through all Yes the Blue Seeps Through all These constantly changing colors I swear is never me But from further back I see my grand painting Yes the Blue Bleeds Through all Yes the Blue Seeps Through all (In my heart, and in my mind) Winter, cold and gray as my soul it is these days.