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Colour And Contrast Lyrics c 2007I.When you're plain you look the sameYou might as well be a doorWhen you speak, they move awayThey turn their face to the floorNo one sees, no one believes, soWhat's the bother for? I don't care!When you're plain you look the sameA footmat looking all torn. I give up!II.What we're in need here is some redPut a little dab here, add a little thereFill that pallet full of hueGreen! Blue! Orange too!Turn this easel into ...... Something brand new!... Filled with beauty tried and true!!... Add more colour over time!... Change this easel into wine!III.All you need is deep down within youWaiting at your front door. Just open.When you're speaking, bring out some purpleThey'll stand there begging for moreIt's your time, just think of fine wine Brilliance builds with age .. rememberLoad your brush, keep adding colourYou'll be dancing all day! Remember ...Add a little touch here, put a little thereGlow with every colour made!
Show moreAphordite's Potion - LyricsI.The day's grow long and the nights grow stillAs he wonders life all aloneFor he has no wife and he has no childTo sing him merry songWhat's a man to do when he takes his restAnd the house makes not but a soundShould he walk one mile to bring forth one smileOr find one long lost houndBridge I. AphorditeBridge II. The PotionChorusIn the woods there is a willow treeWith birds that sing the wildAnd a woman dressed in crimsom redWho never breaks her smileShe brings berries and a picnic boxTo while away the hoursYou'll find peace and rest with her tonightJust taste my mystic powersBridge I and IIII.Chop wood by day and break branch by nightSeeking warmth and light from a fireAnd when morning comes he repeats his sumOne more lonely mileWhat's a man to do when he breaks his stepAnd his head fills not with a soundShould he walk one mile to bring forth one smileOr find one long lost hound
Show moreAphordite's Potion - Lyrics
I.
The day's grow long and the nights grow still
As he wonders life all alone
For he has no wife and he has no child
To sing him merry song
What's a man to do when he takes his rest
And the house makes not but a sound
Should he walk one mile to bring forth one smile
Or find one long lost hound
Bridge I. Aphordite
Bridge II. The Potion
Chorus
In the woods there is a willow tree
With birds that sing the wild
And a woman dressed in crimsom red
Who never breaks her smile
She brings berries and a picnic box
To while away the hours
You'll find peace and rest with her tonight
Just taste my mystic powers
Bridge I and II
II.
Chop wood by day and break branch by night
Seeking warmth and light from a fire
And when morning comes he repeats his sum
One more lonely mile
What's a man to do when he breaks his step
And his head fills not with a sound
Should he walk one mile to bring forth one smile
Or find one long lost hound
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