Guild League (The)
Where's the Colour?
The smoke smell clings to sweat-soaked jeansOnce you spoke well, now you lean and swayAnd the day dies, unfulfilled, unseen As you search for something true to sayThese undone things like strings holding me downWires 'round a champagne corkOh come on unsung singer, shake your wingsThe world's all ears and you're not talkingSpeak up, speak upCus' there could be some truth to the things you saySpeak up, speak upAnd show us all the gold underneath the greyWhere's the colour?Does what you see in me agree withWhat you want and where you areD'you want a troubled soul to save youCrave an image to worship from afarSo hold back, hold backThe fear, the factsThe in-box stacked with angry numbersThe world attacksAnd the ink is on your handsSongtexteCompress the stress you're underSpeak up, speak upCus' there could be some truth in the things you saySpeak up, speak upAnd show us all the gold underneath the grey(Hear) the gilded horns say:Speak up, speak upCus' there could be some truth in the things you saySpeak up, speak upAnd show us all the gold underneath the greyWhere's the colour?
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