Laughing Colors - Sense

Lyrics

In that garden, past the colors

There is black and white

And they all ask the questions

You know the answers to

And in my quest for new salvation

And dividing wrong from right

I felt fingers push right through

Someday this will all make sense to me

New icon make a random attire

Pretty standing on the top of distinction-

So we sat for a while, on the floor

Of the aisle, of the temple I was

So how about you did you say

Won't there at least come a day

When we ask ourselves

"When can we breath again?"

You asked for freedom,

You asked for patience, you're alive

This tiny trembling is the hand

Of indecision, all your own

'cause in the end its only I

Someday this will all make sense to me

In between a walking dream or the shadow

We ask if we cry ourselves aloud

Do the tears in your eyes belong

To realize our sense?

So how about you did you say

Won't there at least come a day

When we ask ourselves

"When can we breath again?"