All these colors blending in.
I cannot know where to begin.
They all swirl and make this grey.
On this scarred revealing day.
The music plays, this day will end.
These thoughts start racing through my head.
I see the tears roll down her face.
Now I finally know my place.
She says that it will end today.
Then she walks the other way.
On this scarred revealing day...
The 15th of May.
