Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Colour Of A Man, artist - The Hidden Cameras. Album song Origin:Orphan, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 21.09.2009
Record label: Arts & Crafts
Song language: English
Colour Of A Man |
Colour of a man chiseled in stone |
Is the marker of a man ridded by woe |
It is the colour of a man stuck in his grey |
And the mood of his brood that he has painted on |
His face is painted on with pools of clay |
And the blood of an animal run astray |
He is the colour of a man who plays in sport |
And the wisdom of his words are simply taken on |
He covers me with ash and falls asleep |
I’m whispering the words that he has grown to love |
Words can have a way to pull the string |
A grunting of the «ifs» and «fs» and then the «oh» |
It is simpler when I think about being no more than one of his many trophies |
Than to live with a man who craves the cold |
And to be the one that has to ask for every dole |
Stone men stand as if they own the place |
The power that they lack it has been painted on |
Worshiping them is the only way |
Creating worth from ash that greys the every pore |
Is colouring the man with what he thinks he knows |
The colour is infectious like the na ne nee ne na nee oh |
I feel the weakness of his wishy-washy ways |
In the rhythm of his hips as he pretends to love |
And the heavy set of steps that stomp away |
Such that is the colour of a manimalninamimalnimanimalnimanimal |