Colour Fade - Funeral Suits, Reid

To bleed like a flower

On the side of the road

I want the eyes of academy

To sink in the courage

Of a man and his boat

I’d need to leaf through eternity

To hold up the holly, yeah

To sit under the trees, you know

Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh

To drill into my lobes

And hang the shards of our regards

I’d have a meal put in front of me

Teach me how to feel

And how to scream and recreate

If I could swarm in the victorious

I’d blow into the wind

And feel the colour kicking in

I need that sellable stretchable coat

To stand and draw my sword

And cut me in to wage a war

I shed my skin on the timber shade

To pull it all apart

And dance in circles round the start

Toward the eyes wipe the prize away

Through the ghost of fire we flow

Over hills and highs we know

Hold me now

Hold me now

AAaAah…

To blame it on the stars

Is not to blink to mirror sin

To know that they’ll never fade away

To breathe upon the glass

And trace the hole that I fell in

I feel the particles accumulate

What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna say?

What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna say?

I’m a machine

I’m a machine

Oh I’m a machine

Oh I’m a machine

I’m a machine

That sends the colour to your head

A machine that sends the colour to your heart

A machine that sends the colour to your head

A machine that sends the colour to you