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It hangs on a wall, museum hall
As it calls to passers by
A picture so bright, seen without light
And nobody wonders why
A tired old man, stares at the wall
Said the colour’s blind me, how can he see anything at all
Since he’s got no eyes to see...
It’s not too faded, I still see that colour coming through
It’s not too jaded the more you look the more you see...
Years ticked away colours turned gray
But the man’s still standing there
Once asked him why
He said cause I am the last one here who cares
Told me the mind will show you more
If you only set it free
He closed the doors, I closed my eyes
That’s when I began to see...
It’s not too faded I still see that colour coming through
It’s not too jaded the more you look the more you see
It’s not too faded I still see that colour coming through
It’s not too faded the more you look the more you see