If life was pictured black and white then perhaps it would have been a classic but it has been colored in shades, transfusions with so many differences that sometimes it's hard to keep a check.
"Tonight I'll fly like those birds that flew away together
Tonight I'll dream as if my rules were not meant forever
Tonight I'll cover patches of some broken dreams
Tonight I'll burst like the rain without the grey themes
Tonight I'll haunt my inner ghosts with memories of old screams
But if tomorrow never comes then tonight I'll sleep in my dreams"
Fireflies - 'Reen'
You can't plan for anything; someone told me that it never works. If colors can replace the classic black, white and grey then I'm happy to be colorblind.
"A man of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds
And when the weeds begin to grow
It's like a garden full of snow
And when the snow begins to fall
It's like a bird upon the wall
And when the bird away does fly
It's like an eagle in the sky
And when the sky begins to roar
It's like a lion at the door
And when the door begins to crack
It's like a stick across your back
And when your back begins to smart
It's like a penknife in your heart
And when your heart begins to bleed
You're dead, and dead, and dead indeed"
Is like a garden full of weeds
And when the weeds begin to grow
It's like a garden full of snow
And when the snow begins to fall
It's like a bird upon the wall
And when the bird away does fly
It's like an eagle in the sky
And when the sky begins to roar
It's like a lion at the door
And when the door begins to crack
It's like a stick across your back
And when your back begins to smart
It's like a penknife in your heart
And when your heart begins to bleed
You're dead, and dead, and dead indeed"
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