| Song | The Colors Changed |
| Artist | Sylvan |
| Album | Posthumous Silence |
| Fought my way through gloomy alleys, felt the storm in my face | |
| Looked around me as I noticed some flowers covering stony space | |
| And it felt like a rush of blood to my head | |
| And it woke in me feelings I had hidden away | |
| Colors please grow for me, paint my world rosily, | |
| Show me … | |
| Was it raining from the facades when the walls started to fade? | |
| Look around me and it seems like all the colors have changed. | |
| And it feels like a rush of blood to my head | |
| And it wakes in me feelings I had hidden away | |
| [Refrain] | |
| Colors please grow for me, paint my world rosily, | |
| Keep me just sheltered and warm. | |
| Save my lost blossomy, values I trusted in | |
| Show me … | |
| And it feels like a rush of blood to my head | |
| And it awakes in me feelings I had hidden away | |
| And I start to paint this place as marvelous as it can be | |
| And I paint it colorful to cover all the cracks I see | |
| Draw the lines I should have made so long ago with grateful strokes | |
| Let it fill the place of distrust and impenetrable smoke | |
| Colors in my eyes replace the achromatic atmosphere | |
| Do I fantasize or it's the sound of birds that I can hear? | |
| When I chase the falling leafs and track their path so mindfully | |
| Will they finally guide me to my world and to eternity? | |
| Would you shoot up, grow my garden, please my Eden grow for me. | |
| Show me how you decorate the streets that brought me misery | |
| Outspread all your roots and blow up all these stones that build the wall | |
| Shatter all that binds me here, don't give me up, please hear my call … | |
| [Refrain] |
| Fought my way through gloomy alleys, felt the storm in my face | |
| Looked around me as I noticed some flowers covering stony space | |
| And it felt like a rush of blood to my head | |
| And it woke in me feelings I had hidden away | |
| Colors please grow for me, paint my world rosily, | |
| Show me | |
| Was it raining from the facades when the walls started to fade? | |
| Look around me and it seems like all the colors have changed. | |
| And it feels like a rush of blood to my head | |
| And it wakes in me feelings I had hidden away | |
| Refrain | |
| Colors please grow for me, paint my world rosily, | |
| Keep me just sheltered and warm. | |
| Save my lost blossomy, values I trusted in | |
| Show me | |
| And it feels like a rush of blood to my head | |
| And it awakes in me feelings I had hidden away | |
| And I start to paint this place as marvelous as it can be | |
| And I paint it colorful to cover all the cracks I see | |
| Draw the lines I should have made so long ago with grateful strokes | |
| Let it fill the place of distrust and impenetrable smoke | |
| Colors in my eyes replace the achromatic atmosphere | |
| Do I fantasize or it' s the sound of birds that I can hear? | |
| When I chase the falling leafs and track their path so mindfully | |
| Will they finally guide me to my world and to eternity? | |
| Would you shoot up, grow my garden, please my Eden grow for me. | |
| Show me how you decorate the streets that brought me misery | |
| Outspread all your roots and blow up all these stones that build the wall | |
| Shatter all that binds me here, don' t give me up, please hear my call | |
| Refrain |