He brings his canvas
Up onto the stage so he can be judged
Trembling, worrying
Hoping that their actions are out of love
He paints his heart while they watch him and stare
He is so weary
But they are very unaware
He wears a rainbow
But each one of them wears a color
Colors are one thing
All these images are another
They break their arms while they battle the flow
Now they have become
Something they would die to never know
And now there is silence
In a world that was screaming for a breath
Now there is silence
In a world that was screaming for a breath
Now there is silence
In a world that was screaming for a breath
Now there is silence
In a world that was screaming for a ...

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