9 Lives and Counting - Crimson Blues lyrics

Favour the lines a thousand times by not mixing the hues The weight of the crime is filtered by the colours that we use You see a world of ups and downs We see a shade of greys or browns Define ourselves in crimsons, tangerines and blues Words never prove The things that we do We'll take this to the grave So deep into a tunnel of make believe No one left to determine where it could be All the dye All the dye is gone Overnight All the dye is gone And we were so far off the line And we had tried to make it right And we had tried to paint in crimsons, tangerines and blues Words never prove The things that we do We'll take this to the grave The stains that we've shown In vain we make known How can we now be saved So deep into a tunnel of make believe No one left to determine where it could be No sense wasting the colour we use to scream Silence is the wrong toner for this machine See the world come surround When the colours come around See the world come surround When the colours come around See the world come surround When the colours come around See the world come surround With the colours coming down now Words never prove The things that we do We'll take this to the grave The stains that we've shown In vain we make known How can we now be saved So deep into a tunnel of make believe No one left to determine where it could be No sense wasting the colour we use to scream Silence is the wrong toner for this machine You've seen my hands So see this and Get up out of the ground