Cyan - Dion Timmer, The Arcturians

There’s a place in time for you and I to come alive

There’s a place, a hideaway, don’t run away

Climb the stairs inside my mind so you can find

That there’s a place to hide away, to get away

Sliding down the stairs hanging on a silver thread

Hold my hair, I’m losing it, heavy locks of auburn mist

Cyan wallpaper

Cyan is fading

Wallpaper

Is fading

Cyan wallpaper

Cyan is fading

Love affairs and broken dreams still crumbling

Tied to this chair I’m burning slowly

Sliding down the stairs hanging on a silver thread

Hold my hair I’m losing it, heavy locks of auburn mist

Cyan wallpaper

Cyan is fading

Wallpaper

Is fading

Cyan wallpaper

Cyan is fading