Red and gold, not normal parts of your everyday world. . . They've mixed in half, to create such wind, that blows you away for every sin. The color of stains mixed with the mortified chains, once lashed out.
The symbolize this life, and the memories you've made. The tears you've cried, and the eternal life, with Jesus Christ.
And, though there's more than just Heaven above. . . there's a life for us, at the end of the rainbow. Colors galore, to save our souls - yet, his words enough to complete us, whole.
It might not make the most perfect sense, the dreams we have mixed with society and wealth. But that's all we need, to find ourselves; a little bit of color and Jesus Christ himself.
