I think I know how I want to do what nobody can do for me
I've got a pocket full of colors to illustrate my story
Oooooh
I can use them however I wish
Like the green and orange that I tied around his wrist
To show him he'd be missed
Yellow fear whispers in my ear
"You don't know what there is out there."
But I do
I think I've met all of you
In some permutation
Black dripped into my sleep last night
And I woke crying
My tears were wet and filled with rainbows in the moonlight
Scattered dreams float slowly through my prism
Beating red through my heart's designed algorithm
Yellow fear takes me by the hand and says
"Follow me through this wilderland
I want you
To do what your scared to do
In constant permutation."