High Color

No sleight of hand. No twist of fate. No trick of light. No secret rite. No sacred space. I'll be at the far end, free of every pretense We can tell the truth here I can tell the difference Infrared and evergreen Indigo and every shade between I'm catching you in high color, and I've never seen this side before You look really beautiful in loriella No case to make. No ax to grind. No turn of phrase No code to break. No scales to blind. I'll play you a fanfare Any key you like, dear Black sheep in a blue moon We can fill our own shoes Infrared and evergreen Indigo and every shade between I'm catching you in high color, and I'm captured by the light of it Everything is luminous in loriella You and I, we can find our way from here Couldn't sing an old song Had to make my own I used certain phrases only you would know Evergreen, you're glowing every shade between I'm catching you in high color, and I'll never find the words for this All that I can whisper is Loriella Loriela, whenever you're around Loriela, forever, here and now"