Chasing Colours - Alex Conti, Lake

Hey, there dreamer, in your skyboat

Riding off in, cotton clouds

Making wishes, at the fountain

You’re a loser, down and down

Moving on from high to high

The world you’re passing by

You sail the sea of light

Thinking everything is right

Feeling so free, fancy and free

Chasing colours passing by

You pull them from the sky

Just hold them in your hand

And let them fall like sand

Rainbows they fall, up to the sky

To the sky

Hey, there dreamer, take it easy

Mind your head now, the sky is low

Your adventures, have to end soon

So get ready, down you go

Can your mind withstand the pace

Revolving round in space

You build your castle high

A closing of the eye

Then you are gone, sanity born

And your walls are walls of sound

Which tumble to the ground

And then you’ll have to face

Acceptance with a race

Never to fly, up to the sky

To the sky

Chasing colours, passing by

You pull them from the sky

Just hold them in your hand

And let them fall like sand

Rainbows they fall, up to the sky

To the sky