Like a child could have the trigger
And the best man needn't fall
To understand that heaven
Could be any place at all
Just five colors set in motion
And I try again to place it
And it's features are obscured
Every time I turn to face it but I still chase it
Oh, it's twists are cruel and hopeless
Like neglect has worn it thin
And it could rip the sky wide open
And let the rain come tumbling in
And we wait on every whisper
Like it makes us more alive
There's a sense we didn't have
And I feel it in the other five
See the pity and the pride
In the same sea of emotion
Cup my hands and touch the tide
And expect to feel the ocean, it's just a notion
And the knife has got my number
And the number that you keep
And the knife has called division
And it's drawn when I'm asleep
Oh, it's twists are cruel and hopeless
Like neglect has worn it thin
And it could rip the sky wide open
And let the rain come tumbling in

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