[Verse]

Colour me in red

Bus stops, your guiding light, they said

My path to pave

Same days, lonely like the bed

Searched for outs, so crowds were read

I’m scarred with age

[Chorus]

Now, it’s cold

By your sun

Fold your clothes and come

One by one

You were told

By no one

When to run

[Verse]

Statues, that’s my queue

The girls there, they’re watching over you

Can’t trip again

Light that, push the night back, get by youth

Cold wet steel, last team too chose

One leap for them

[Chorus]

Now, it’s cold

By your sun

Fold your clothes and comе

One by one

You werе told

By no one

When to run

[Verse]

Nothing changed in my blood, just my flesh

Coastal erosion, the flood’s at my neck

Solar explosion, my soul can fluoresce

The creator might see and cradle my distress

I’m a creative, I’m selfish and blessed and I’m here

Your conversation is not for my ears

I’m young and riled up from my childish fears

Too self-important, obsessed with the years

Only four more and thought they would fly by

Four became eight and then twelve and I find

I am still in the place that I started

Their accounts aren’t impartial

I’m part of the problem, I guess

How I led to distress by my words

Funny how now I impress with my words

I was humble at first, that ain’t what I deserve

Nowadays, I expect some respect on me first

Look how I turned all this hurt to a verse

Paper from pines in the woods I traverse

Sombre and clouded, walk into a curse

And the freshwater dries, so you die from the thirst

In a bend of a brick in the walls

Of a cave in a bay that’ll answer your calls

Looked to the waves, said: “Me leva pra casa!”

The sea laughed and said: “Essa água não é rasa.”