Yellow

yellow, yellow and sunshine;
thats all that i think when i see you.
you, who wears black at all hours of the day
in every season,
every weather,
every summer.

it's draped over your body
(at all hours of the day,
in every season,
every wheather,
every summer.)

but black just doesn't fit my perception of you.

yellow.
that's all that's left of you.
lemon yellow
sunshine yellow
yellow green
daisy yellow
mustard yellow
canary yellow

yellow...
yellow.

yellow;
like the specks in your eyes

yellow like your favourite song

yellow, like the pills you had to swallow,
at all hours of the day,
in every season,
every weather,
every summer.

yeah, yellow.
that yellow.

your voice got me every time though.
it wasn't yellow,
not at all.

it was grey;
gravelly and deep
(rocks tumbling low in your chest.)

that's why you messed with my brain,

because when i would look at you all i would think was
y
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l
l
o
w

y e l l o w

yeah, yellow
that yellow.

(i hate yellow.)