Three Shades of Awesome

Do you know what colours are left?
That still swim within the soul.
Reds and blues, yellow perhaps,
But the tone is bleeding like the night.
Like painting with crude,
Charcoal on charcoal,
What is left is hardly pretty,
I think I’ve gotten gritty.
A soloist on a stage for a choir,
And I think I’m singing out of tune.
Sound like a preacher when the game’s on,
You’re all looking at the cheer leaders.
And I’m not sure where my name’s gone,
I think I lost it under your couch.
One half of a pair,
The other is… somewhere.
Charcoal on charcoal,
I’ll sketch my soul for you,
If you promise not to look.
I’ll tell you everything about my heart,
As you slumber beyond words.
Telling tales of broken dreams,
And realized fears.
I’ll leave the world to better messiahs,
And hope they’ll save a dance for me.
Someone else can free the slaves,
Just let me know on Facebook.
What’s left of my smile is fleeting,
The life in these eyes is gone.
Joy is like a weed quickly pulled,
And stamped out by bank balances.
Playing cards don’t pay the rent,
Talking with you, doesn’t move life on.
There’s a job to be done, for an hourly wage.
And hope has lain me out too many times.
Optimism is sure to disappoint,
Pessimistic prophesies are self fulfilled.
Charcoal on charcoal, on a charred soul.
Do you know what colours are left?
All I can see is the lights going out.

Didn’t need a name, didn’t need a label,
But I think I liked you.
The way you smiled, when you saw me smile,
Not sure, but, I think.
Barely knew your name, but I knew it,
You barely knew my story, but you knew it.
Didn’t need a name, but I think we knew it.
Confused, if we wanted to give it a label,
Frustrated, is a name I could call it.
Was like a break from reality,
A few hours out of the noise,
It was like something you could name,
And I know I liked it.
Smile like an honest politician,
And you know I’d melt every time.
Didn’t need a name, didn’t need a label.
And I’m sure tonight I miss you.