The colors are never-ending

You could see them if only you had ears

You drown yourself in tones and murmurs

You drink in the light of a single string

 

Imagine a world where you are happy

And you fall in love with all the right people

Nobody is too old to believe in magic

But nothing here gives you satisfaction

At least you don’t have to bleed

And no one has the responsibility

Of saving the artist’s life

 

What is one more life

To those who refuse to listen

Here we go again

You hit repeat again

 

The sounds are iridescent

You could feel them if only you had time

You drown yourself in draughts and shots

You drink in the pain of a single wine

 

Imagine if music was dangerous

And we fell in love with its lovely prophecies

You're too young to believe in money

But nothing here gives you hope

At least you have air to breathe

And no one has the responsibility

Of saving the artist’s life

 

What is one more life

To those who cannot be consoled

Here we go again

You hit repeat again

 

You keep playing this stupid song

Hoping that someone will reach out and hold you

Praying that someone will find and steal the knife

They might reject you but look at the record

 

Music is not all they sell it to be

And when we learn to trust it

We become no better than our neighbor alcoholic

But something here convinces you that there is good

At least that’s what I choose to believe

You bear the weight of the responsibility

And one more artist is born

 

What is one more artist

To those who die in silence

Write a song that only plays once

Sing a song that impacts at once