Why do we only see in black and white
When the world and everything in it is in color
Love isn’t something that we can write down no matter how hard we try
And life is really just pictures on my wall dancing in rhythms that I constantly notice
Memories have nothing to do with the individual
Memories only contain what it is that your wanting
What’s inside your mind
What’s already inside the way we consciously measure time
And I think it’s lovely the way we can see the world and the way we can see time
It’s lovely how it rains outside