Skladba

Pallet of Paint

Indie Pop

My thoughts on a pallet of paint
I’m painting walls
No. 17A
Like a wild horse
That's hard to tame
I wanna run away from this tidal wave

Busy mind
I feel overwhelmed
'Cause every line is in a different shade
Which one is right
Is this my fate
To lose myself in a pallet of paint

I'm calling for a waterfall
To cleanse my mind
To ease my soul
I’m calling for a waterfall
To find some peace when the storm is gone

When all the thoughts are washed away
And my mind is empty
I’m free and weightless
I’m waking up
To see, to see the beauty

I'm calling for a waterfall
To cleanse my mind
To ease my soul
I’m calling for a waterfall
To find some peace when the storm is gone