Colorful shadows are running through the edge of the sky
Colorful moments are running through the misfits of life...
Is it a promise, or is it the dance of the light?..
Is it the tie, or is it the willing to fly?.. You decide...
Rainbow is turning my falling into the abyss of passion...
Is growing throughout, growing throughout the creation....
Just the purity of sky like the angelic feather...
Is it a tie... or is it the freedom to fly.... You decide
I'm reading the books to discover nothing else but vision...
I am loosing my mind, losing my mind at the empty decision.
For the purity of life is gone with the eye drop..
That's not the life that I want to be part of...
Without the tie.. Without the flight...
Of the angelic feather.
(Chords: Am G D F Am G F D Am G C F A F)