These natural streaks of colour
we're painting across our eyes...

Sweetness was upon the air
oh, beautiful scents of spring...

Painting the roses red
when they're already a lovely shade of white...

She wrote her heart unto a page
a little paper white...

You're begging me
to throw up all my beliefs...

Grass green and magenta were
ugly colours for an ugly penguin...

Pennies in a wishing well
with each one, my tears did fell...

Is it hypocritical to say
I just need to be near you...

The phone line's crackling in the fire,
breaking up and falling down...

She died last night
on the bathroom floor...

Snapshots you hang on your white walls
of holding hands in a blizzard...

These pieces of July
are falling fragrantly around...