• How many times do I have to tell you,
    and in how many ways do I have to show you
    to convince you theirs more than you believe?
    Is it possible to achieve?
    Everything that you see
    can be seen differently.
    In places where death is seen,
    so is life if you look in between.
    What do you think of when you see a rainbow?
    Rain, light, reflection, looking through that old window?
    All of the colors hurt my head.
    In many colors god is frowning for the mislead.
    They show up after rain,
    all his tears for our bloodshed.
    Do you dare to see things so different,
    or is everyone wasting the time spent
    to convince you theirs more than you believe?