Becomes the Color

 

Absolutely obsessed with this song and this artist. This song somehow manages to be sensual, thought provoking and slightly disturbing all at the same time. If you haven’t listened and/or checked out Emily Wells, please do so we can gush together.

 

 

I became the color

I become the daughter and the son

When the feast is over

Welcome to another one

Lay my body down down

Down upon the water

Wrapped up in the clothes of my mother and my father

O this is longing

I want to be complete

I was waiting round in a little jump seat

I had a hunger

A mouthful of interludes

You’ll do anything just to get rescued

I had longing

Isn’t that the key

Take take taste taste sweet

They said I’d gone south

I’d gone asunder

They don’t know hunger or what I been under

They were all laughing

Thought i was debris

I was just free

We were ready to behave

But there’s no freedom

Without no cage

Whatever you think you’ve become

Don’t worry bout it dear it’s where you come from.

O no no, save me from my misery

There’s no such, thing as living comfortably

There’s no such, thing as going home

I’m not formed of myself alone

All the other others they’ll just fade to black

When you think you have me’s when i don’t look back

Keep on laughing, callin’ after me

Keep on laughin’, I’m just free

We were ready to behave

But there’s no freedom

Without no cage

Whatever you think you’ve become

Don’t worry bout it dear it’s where you come from.