He brings his canvas up onto the stage so he can be judged

Trembling, worrying, hoping that their actions are out of love

He paints his heart while they watch him and stare

He is so weary but they are very unaware


He wears a rainbow but each one of them wears a color

Colors are one thing all these images are another

They break their arms while they battle the flow

Now they have become something they would die to never know


And now there is silence in a world that was screaming for a breath (x4)

Blake Ruby