Technicolor - Ms. John Soda

So diamond human, passing before

To pin my eyes on blue, your eyes

So diamond human, passing before

I run to write what blew away

I don’t want to see you

Technically more than color

Take my eyes in light green

Blind

Colored days not in you

Not illumined faces

That are few or more than

Paint

So diamond human, passing before

To pin my eyes on blue, your eyes

So diamond human, passing before

I run to write what blew away