I have a picture to paint of tomorrow
Lets spin it back and pluck a few
Use of bright strokes shall be incomplete
So mixing the darker ones from the past
You got the white, I tinted it black
Grey is the perfect I shall assume
There is no unique shade I can use
Lets spin it back and pluck a few
Splash it knowing the mistakes we did
See it falling and painting by itself
Roll-up the calendar and mark that day,
When you lernt to love and believe again
When you corrected that mistake again
When you failed and stood up to fall again
Let the hour glass be upside down again
See the sand fall again
Make more mistakes, take wrong decisions
But believe in me and I believe in you
Fail this test to prepare for the rest
Lets bring our negatives to make a positive again
I gave you no rules, I built no walls
There were no skeletons to hide
Why you scared to draw us so bright?
Didn't I tell you, grey was my right?
Promise to give you a new canvas to ride
-Wisefeather-
