Testi Soundtracks :: A

I am the red in the rose-

The flowers on the blankets on your bedroom floor.

And I am the gray in the ghost-

That hides with your clothes behind your closet door.



I am the green in the grass-

That bends back from underneath your feet.

And I am the blue in your back alley view-

Where the horizon and the rooftops meet.



If you cut me I suppose I would bleed-

The colors of the evening stars.

You can go anywhere you wish-

'Cause I'll be there, wherever you are.



I will always be your keys,

When we are lost in the technicolor phase.



I am the black in the book-

The letters on the pages that you memorize.

And I am the orange in the overcast-

Of color that you visualize.



I am the white in the walls-

That soak up all the sound when you cannot sleep.

And I am the peach in the starfish on the beach-

That wish the harbor wasn't quite so deep.



If you cut me I suppose I would bleed-

The colors of the evening stars.

You can go anywhere you wish-

'Cause I'll be there, wherever you are.