Colourful

The son of a teacher didn’t learn a lot

Turning time with the hopeless in a vacant plot

Soaking up the streets in a colourful place

He lives in the spirit behind his face

People they laugh and pull his chain

While the government perpetuates the peoples pain

Jobs are scarce and life ain’t cheap and thus the young brother couldn’t get no sleep

Cause he knows

It’s there

But the fool won’t scare

The ghost in his heart won’t go away

The ghost in the heart won’t go away

So he feeds it with love till the spirits say

That the ghost must go away

His left sober and undone

And the joy he once found don’t make no fun

In moments where he thinks, mother prayed

And father said forget what you have learnt

The street corner light, it offers hope

That he stuffs in a pipe and gladly smokes

And while he’s high the ghost it speaks

And his heart’s left troubled while it seeks

For heaven and grace

In this place

He walks with a smile on his face

Because he lives in a colourful place

He walks with at sown pace

The soles of his feet above disgrace

The son of the teachers falls in love

With an idea filled with romantic stuff

All too aware of tragic fate

But that’s how it is in a colourful place

For all time it’s there

But this fool won’t scare