Shoot the scene with colour
It will fix our hearts, our need
Call me out like a renegade
I will drive many miles to see

Call that tales on the corner
Or calm of oceans dead
For this heart sand it will be such a long stride
One fight too many I find
And these riches of days gone old
We only view them in black and white

Fragile are these thoughts I caress
I turn quick, so stiff that I snapped my neck
Well, listen hard here
The ice formed my around head
You carve it out like a sculpture dear
The rising sun will melt us red

You call me out like a renegade
I will drive many miles to the scene
For this heart sand it will be such a long stride
One fight too many I find
And these riches of days gone old
We only view them in black and white