The Technicolor Phase

I am the red in the rose

The flowers on the blankets on your bedroom floor

And I am the gray in the ghost

That hides with your clothes behind your closet door

I am the green in the grass

That bends back from underneath your feet

And I am the blue in your back alley view

Where the horizon and the rooftops meet

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If you cut me I suppose I would bleed

The colors of the evening stars

You can go anywhere you wish

'Cause I'll be there wherever you are (wherever you are)

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(Wherever you are)

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(I will always be your keys)

(When we are lost in the technicolor phase)

I am the black in the book

The letters on the pages that you memorize

And I am the orange in the overcast

A color that you visualize

I am the white in the walls

That soak up all the sound when you cannot sleep

And I am the peach in the starfish on the beach

That wish the harbor wasn't quite so deep

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If you cut me I suppose I would bleed

The colors of the evening stars (my darling)

You can go anywhere you wish

'Cause I'll be there wherever you are (my darling)

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(Wherever you are)

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(Wherever you are)

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(Wherever you are)