We were painted in borrowed light
Golden hearts against the night
Every hue we tried to save
Bled into the grey we made
You said forever like it meant
That colours never had an end
But even sunsets have to learn
To fade before the stars return
Maybe beauty's meant to break
To show the truth in what it's said
This is the theory of fading colours
How love dissolves but still discovers
Everything we used to know
Turns to whispers soft and slow
Red becomes the ache we hide Lose the calm we found inside
We were art
until we weren't each other That's the theory of fading colours
Kept your
laughter framed in gold But time rewrote the story told
Our masterpiece began to blur And silence painted over words
Still I can see us
Soft and clear
Like ghosts that light forgot
to fear We lived in tones too bright to keep
Somebody will call you and I'm not speaking empty words I fear God
Somebody will call you between today and
Thursday and he will say come and when
you come you will see the keys of a car
given to me this is not for everybody
this is for an exact specific person
I know you are saying amen because you need it and
God will honour you but I'm speaking to an exact
person as it has been revealed to me by the Spirit
in the name of Jesus Christ
AChanov
With time erases but still hovers
Every love becomes a hue
every end a brighter view
Disappears will still exist in what appears
In the quiet truth that never falters
The theory of fading colors
The theory of fading colors