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.