Every Colour

I've been staring at the ceiling

Trying to figure out

How we end up here time and time again

Swallowed up in doubt

Oh, brother, I quit dreaming

Around the time that you did

And traded hopes of leaving

For the role where I'm best suited

Do you hear me screaming

Up into the sky?

"What's the sense in grieving

If nobody really dies?"

Oh, I feel the hours slipping

While I stumble to the edge

Losing faith in everything

When I couldn't make a dent

'Cause I seem to forget

When I get all worked up

That you can find every colour

If you look close enough

There's a certain bit of stillness

That I only ever chase

Like eyes before they open

Or a storm before it breaks

Running fingers into soil

Releasing all its heat

Well, I can feel the humming

Of the earth beneath my feet

But still I seem to forget

When I get all worked up

That you can find every colour

If you look close enough

(If you're looking close enough)

(If you're looking close enough)

(If you're looking close enough)