"Every Colour" lyrics

"Every Colour"

I've been staring at the ceiling
Trying to figure out
How we end up here time and time again
Swallowed up in doubt

Brother, I quit dreaming
Around the time that you did
And traded hopes of leaving
For the role where I'm best suited

Do you hear me screaming
Up into the sky
"What's the sense in grieving
If nobody ever dies?"
Oh, I feel the hours slipping
While I stumble to the edge
Losing faith in everything
When I couldn't make a dent

'Cause I seem to forget
When I get all worked up
That you can find every colour
If you look close enough

Ooh, ooh, ooh...

There's a certain bit of stillness
That I only ever chase
Like eyes before they open
Or a storm before it breaks
Running fingers into soil
Releasing all its heat
Well I can feel the humming
Of the earth beneath my feet

But still I seem to forget
When I get all worked up
That you can find every colour
If you look close enough

Ooh, ooh, ooh...
(If you're looking close enough.)
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
(If you're looking close enough.)


Writer(s): Fogale Luca
You May Also Like
JP Saxe - "25 In Barcelona" I thought you woulda called yesterday I said I didn't want you to but I still thought you would I don't know what I expected you to say But I turned 25 and had in my mind you'd be part of that in...
Emmit Fenn - "Yellow" Look at the stars Look how they shine for you And everything you do Yeah, they were all yellow I came along I wrote a song for you Oh, what a thing to do And it was called 'Yellow" So then I took my...
Imaginary Future - "Float On" I backed my car into a cop car the other day Well, he just drove off, sometimes life's okay I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh, what did I say? Well, you just laughed it off, it was all okay And...
Wrabel & Kesha - "since i was young" Nobody knows what it means You just go and you hope that you'll grow, that's life My whole life philosophy Oh it changes with the tide I was like sixteen Smoking a cigarette for the first time...
Donovan Woods - "We Used To" Sun's up, so gather up Everything strewn about the room I don't wanna be the water I don't wanna be the night sky I don't wanna be the nice guy Who took your hand at the wrong time You see I come...