[Verse 1]

On grey colored days I see

Silver slivers of dew flowing to their end

And all that while I feel

A million moments travel to a place inside my head

[Verse 2]

When the dusk splays the soft horizon

Putting a million roses to bed

A palette of moods for every season

In dark, burns behind the moon

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]

I'm like a large speck of dust

Worrying about matching hats and scarves

I am an arrangement of thoughts formed by

An order of predetermined paths

[Bridge]

Mirrored emotions of the sky

Dip tainted feet in sparkling waters

Buy scenes of green leaves on trees

Take a breath and what I can from her

[Outro]

In time I will crumple and crease

An instance of chaos in peace