I see the red withdraw behind the green. On the night sky stars fade Into clouds. Blacker than night - Colder than blue. I walk the streets in town of vanity. The storm is rising; color my sky. I wait for its rage; eyes wide open. From the Town of gray to forests of green. Color of my sky. The storm is Rising; color my sky. I stare at its rage; Eyes wide open. From the Soil of gray to snow of white. From ashes of gray to sun of red. Color of my sky.