These colours don't match
A fortunate clash
Filling in shapes
The paint dictates
This puzzle now leaks
Once bright with intrigue
Tracing the lines
Etched in time
Let's balance our time
Like we said we would
Make senses burst without borrowed thirst
We rely on strong ties
They weather high tides
A breezeless sky is friendly when dry
Opening wide
They shake to the core
Find the glaze
Within rainfall
Wild running
Patterns burst out
Things I wanna see
Things I need to see
Stormy running words
Constant motion swerves
Things I wanna see
Things I need to see"