Matthew Pickup & the Movement

Colours Fade (Pickup)

The notes don’t dig as deep as they used to
Blades won’t cut the same, dulled by time
       Winds suggest the way, burn me closer to the core
       Garbage fills the day, empty always asking more
Colours fade and lose their meaning
Time folds and stretches, freeze the moment
       Winds suggest the way, burn me closer to the core
       Garbage fills the day, empty always asking more
A bunch of moments makes a life, give in to them as they deserve
What’s done is done, and gone in pieces
Don’t hold too tight, but feel it through your fingers
       The colours fade … the colours fade
Show me the bridge and I’ll walk
Steps are eventual pay. One by one, take me there
       Stolen to rubble, gently we breakdown
       Dissolving inside-out, headfirst into spiral
       Winds suggest the way, burn me closer to the core
       Garbage fills the day, empty always asking more

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