Watercolor World - Michael Tolcher

Shine down on my forehead,

Enlighten me to the bone.

Well, erase the lies that my hands have written

This time I find myself alone

Well, awake me from my restless sleep

Cause the fruit I picked is already gone

To the shadowland, where the father’s weep

Help me taste the flavors still unknown.

Yeah, and it’s still alright alright, to be wrong

In this watercolor world

In this watercolor world that we’re living in Will you hide from the mirror?

When the images are self-designed

Can’t you hear the voices changing through the (land?)

While there painted in your twisted foolish mind.

Well, now you were right in the beginning, but can’t you hear the voices

screaming on the wall?

Well, the choirs and the church bells ringing;

singing you are the fairest of them all.

Yeah, and it’s still alright alright, to be wrong

In this watercolor world

In this watercolor world that we’re living inCHORUS

And it’s still alright alright, alright alright to be wrong

In this watercolor world we have built

Well the time has passed and it’s been so long.

I am free from my greed and my guilt.

Yeah, and it’s still alright alright, to be wrong

In this watercolor world

In this watercolor world that we’re living in Now, you cut your feet on that jagged fence.

Now let your fathers' talk and tell you where to fall.

See it’s when I crack, crack, crack, crack, slam of your innocence

Then you won’t be saying things so tall.

Yeah, and it’s still alright alright, to be wrong

In this watercolor world

In this watercolor world that we’re living in