Today you’re green,
Come snigger at my dream,
Be yourself, be mean.
When you wear the grays,
Why don’t you splash?
Your colour on all my days
O ye yellow,
Come burn with me.
Or just bask in my glow.
When you’re in black,
It’s the colour of our love,
I can feel the mirror crack
And when there is white,
And hope just comes back,
glowing, hoping, shining bright.
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