Color Wheel

Fell into the dream
 Of the information stream
 The world inside
 The other world you hold
 In spite of all the grey
 On your color wheel today
 You do your best
 But you can't look away
 Running the Race
 Standing in Place
 Blue just seems to grow
 But you never let it show
 Behind your eyes
 A disconnected Ghost
 It's easy to pretend
 when we're living in this age
 of exaggeration, pure-perfection fakes
 Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,
 You're hanging on to what's inside
 But if the color red, would get into my head
 And paint the inside of my mind...
 Gazing Down Below
 At the incandescent Glow
 The solitude devoid of dreams and hopes
 The void it calls again
 and you think that it's your friend
 But light is fading fast and it's the end
 Running the Race
 Standing in Place