Thoughtforms

[Verse 1]
Come on, little man, now that all's said and done
All that I'm asking is you show me some fun
I need purple views and scenic greens
They can make me soar and touch extremes

[Verse 2]
I just fell down from whitest skies
And now I start to realise
And all the colours talk to me

[Verse 3]
And if I had wings then I could take you in
I'd stay on the ground and I could teach you things
The grass is strewn with blades of gold
These sights and songs I have been told
All hopes desires that seem to sing

[Instrumental]

[Verse 4]
Come on, little man, now your time's nearly through
Colours are dripping down red and blue
I'm standing in the middle of a great glass ball
I'm told that I've nothing but I'm having it all

[Verse 5]
I just rose up from blackest seas
My eyes were opened so widely
And it's a shame to end this way