Dream Of A Black And White Photograph
Dream Of A Black And White Photograph
Tracing the patterns in the ceiling every night
Dreams of all the parts that don't match up
All the empty lines devoid of colour
You still dream in black and white
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was
You whisper becomes an addiction
Repeating like a benediction
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was...
Standing in the corner looking out at the scene
Of swirls and colours, red and green and blue
Except for you standing in the margin
A solitary photograph in black and white
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was
You whisper becomes an addiction
Repeating like a benediction
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was...
Weird colour negatives reflect in your skin
Turning, changing without warning
The only refuge from the inside out colours
Is the haven of black and white
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was
You whisper becomes an addiction
Repeating like a benediction
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was...
Dreams of colours awaken to sweat and panic
Afraid to lose the lines you learned
You long to change the pictures but you know the patterns
If you stay in black and white
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was
You whisper becomes an addiction
Repeating like a benediction
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was...
Tracing the patterns in the ceiling every night
Dreams of all the parts that don't match up
All the empty lines devoid of colour
You still dream in black and white
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was
You whisper becomes an addiction
Repeating like a benediction
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was...
Standing in the corner looking out at the scene
Of swirls and colours, red and green and blue
Except for you standing in the margin
A solitary photograph in black and white
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was
You whisper becomes an addiction
Repeating like a benediction
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was...
Weird colour negatives reflect in your skin
Turning, changing without warning
The only refuge from the inside out colours
Is the haven of black and white
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was
You whisper becomes an addiction
Repeating like a benediction
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was...
Dreams of colours awaken to sweat and panic
Afraid to lose the lines you learned
You long to change the pictures but you know the patterns
If you stay in black and white
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was
You whisper becomes an addiction
Repeating like a benediction
I wish I was
I wish I was
I wish I was...

