(filmed by Robert, don't know where he got the idea that guitarists should be heard not seen...)
Black is a pretty colour too
The night is black 'cause it feels for you
Black is your cell when the lights go out
Another day is drawing it's blinds
Black is the place where secrets meet
Your eyes turn black when you're looking at me
The layers of shades deep as our grief
Black is the soil soaked with our tears
I've heard some saying love makes you weak
Not if you learn to feel other's beat
I've heard some saying your love is bad
Black is the rainbow adorning their skies!
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