| <Bob, Douwe> page <Born In A Storm> album page |
Multicoloured AngelsMulticolored faces, red hands and blue handsDrasp at the shapes in his mind Black birds and blue birds are resting on his shoulders Waiting for their moment to fly Multicolored feathers against the sky Silver shadows spread over the landscape Draped over the background as a vail And we are getting drunk while we look into the sunrise Singing song of men who had it al but died in jail Whatever Forever We keep our head up high and voices strong You tought me how to be keen of mind and clever The ways of the world where I belong We got lost in the middle of the desert We prayed for a little luck and came out smiling We looked up above, saw the black and blue birds flying Their colors against the sky And I know one day they'll die As I know one day you'll die Cause even multicoloured angels die Whatever Forever We keep our head up high |