Red is the colour of blood when I cut myself,nand im bleeding, but that's not a bad thing,nRed is the colour of puppies and sports carsna strong symbol of liveliness,nRed is the colour of the heart that I love you with,nThat I draw for you, everytime I see you,nIt's the colour of stickered up items,nThat you can purchase from most major stores.nI look to the king, im filling in an outline,nWhen it strikes me that, I don't know what gold isnBlue is the colour of the ink that I'm writing with,nPainting pictures of what I'm, percieving,nBlue is the colour of the planet we live upon,nEven though ME I always thought it was green,nBlue is a feeling people sing songs about,nWrote three chords about, when they're feeling down,nLook to the sky, don't feel blue, im just happy i'm looking at you,nI'm swimming in oceans, im scaling some trees,nEffortless it seems, I know where home is,nNo, No, NonThere is a colour that i've never seen before, my friends got it inside his mindnIt must be a completely new colour, cos there's no possible way to describe itnMaybe the colour of the spaces between us, and the colour of brand new ideas,nIt's the colour my friends thinking of, I've been seeing this colour for years,nI take a deep breathe, and I return to the kingnWhen I realise, I know what gold isnIm spiraling backwardsnThrough pallets and tonesnThe Earth carries themnWe are home