Coming up a new age
look at that balloon is grey
Thinkin' of a love that
never comes untill you pray
Finding a machine that
splatters colours on my trench
Oh I'm following the curves
stickin' to my steering wheel
You were the overture but now your curtain's closed
and you are leaving leaves on the floor
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
of red, black, blue rain
and yellow, yellow
You were the adventure but now it's too much cold
to get tired, I runaway while you hide
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
of red, black, blue rain
and yellow, yellow
You were the overture but now your curtain's closed
and you are leaving leaves on the floor
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
of red, black, blue rain
and yellow, yellow

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