Where the Things Have No Colour

Can you remember when you were alive? Feeling the air as pure energy, blowing right into your mind. That's what I felt if I had ever been aware. I will sink deep into the ocean, where the things have no colour. I wish I could breathe underwater, where the cold will hurt, where my ears will burn. You won't take this moment away from me and make me a silent slave of yours. You won't put me down on my knees. I will make this time as I always meant. Breathing as I never breathed before. I won't be a victim of this ice cold scorching sun. I am that little child who laughs for no reason. I will sink deep into the ocean, where the things have no colour. I wish I could breathe underwater, where the cold will hurt, where my ears will burn. You won't take this moment away from me and make me a silent slave of yours. You won't put me down on my knees. I will make this time as I always meant, as I always meant. You won't take this moment away. I will make this time as I always meant it to be. Now I can look at things and see them as beautiful as ever. You won't take this moment away from me and make me a silent slave of yours. You won't put me down on my knees. I will make this time as I always meant. You won't put me down on my knees. You won't put me down on my knees. You won't put me down on my knees. Feeling alive once again.