Paroles de All the Colors of the Dark

You look the same Nothing round you ever changed Behind tall trees, plenty of grass And white pine leaves This is not your world anymore I sat in the car in the shadowed topiary gardens I had long imagined where you lived The skin of your palms And some strange pardon All the colors of the dark Of all the colors of the heart All the colors of the dark Of all the colors You had left your mark Change, change I got married on a Sunday afternoon You copy you paste you lose Summer's singing I am not the same Still marking X for days It's not that things go away Took you on a subterranean ride Columbine and clover Grapes grow on the vine I must have made years of surrender You see it all the time All the colors of the dark Of all the colors of the heart All the colors of the dark Of all the colors you had left your mark Change, change I got married on a Sunday afternoon