The Color Of Sound

The waves in the air
Are the colors that we hear
We see them here and there
And never disappear

The things we listen to
Are from an artist's heart
We should hear them through
If we're smart

The painting that we hear
Are the strokes of the mic
The beauty of the ear
Let us hear the artist quick

The towers above
Are the homes
Of the paintings we love
That are different tones

The color of sound
Is what you want it to be
And it's all around
You and me