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A DROP OF COLOUR

Confusion rules this shifting age
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And uproar fills the town
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My thoughts of you are drowning in the noise
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How could you know?
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Why should you know me?
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You gently nourish my dry skin
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A drop of colour saves me from
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The fate I'm facing everyday
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A single bloom piercing snowdrift
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How softly, the springtime breezes sing
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How deeply, the distant mountains breathe
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There are so many things to show to you
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Oh why does hate bring forth more hate?
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A long abandoned fruit
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Is hastening the process of decay
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This country's starved, it's void of feeling
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How softly, the springtime breezes sing
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How deeply, the distant mountains breathe
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There are so many things to show to you
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How softly, the springtime breezes sing
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How deeply, the distant mountains breathe
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There are so many things to show to you
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One of these days
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A drop of color
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