Colour Of Fire - Italics Lyrics
The sound of your soul is watered down,a finished thoughts not a work of art.You see the line, take the bait,youre stuck to the tracksof a figure of eight.The blossom fell for the moment thatyou held the heart of an acrobat.The dew has dried, the leaking skiesare all patched up.Square peg, round hole,you won't feel this way foreverarrest your sadness,let the sting run out of venom(when loves) a silent sounding frequency,a distant noiseless memory,you'll hold words to your brand new heart,closer still.Your DNA's in the blood red beat,the claustrophobic sound of heatwill take control, move you there,you won't have to think.Square peg, round hole,you won't feel this way forever.Possess the movementaway from nights much darkerWhilst others try to save your life,promise me this oneYou'll try again, and shout out'Hey, I won't lie still'Square peg, round hole,you won't feel this way foreverBelieve in silence,We could share a mind between us,share a map between us,share a moment, even.
