Colours

(W Duncan & R Watson)

I saw some colours, saw some shapes
And shades of every hue
The moving picture grew each day
And changed to something new
Constantly reforming
As pieces interlace
Entering the framework
And falling into place

But looks can be deceptive
And images deceive
The picture has to change again
And still you can't believe
Nothing ever happens
Without a cause to find
And so you rearrange the shape
Revolving in your mind

Some thing you thought important once
You lost along the way
Some love that you discarded once
Turns up again some day
The picture goes on changing
It's never quite complete
Dissolving and resolving
When intersections meet

Round and round in circles
To get a better view
Picking up a grain of sense
Searching for a clue
The particles are melted down
And buried in the deep
Until its time to rise again
Awaking from their sleep

I saw some colours, saw some shapes
And shades of every hue
The moving picture grew each day
And changed to something new
Constantly reforming
As pieces interlace
Entering the framework
And falling into place

© 2000 Kelvin Records