Man of Colours Songtext
von Unitopia

(You know those art galleries on Fifth Avenue? The prices they charge! I saw one little picture that cost $50,000! They call it a-a Cezanne
Cezanne? Oh, he was a great French painter: I′d like to own that painting
You would? For $50,000?)

There's a noise upstairs in the attic
It′s the shuffle of worn-out shoes
And the scent of the oil and the brushes
Drifts down like a pale perfume

And he says: I, I am a man, a simple man
A man of colours
And I can see, see through the years
Years of a man
A man of colours

And the old man rubs his failing eyes
And takes a moment to watch the view
From a window nobody knows he's there
He can see the empty street below


And he says: I, I am a man, a simple man
A man of colours
And I can see, see through the years
Years of a man
A man of colours

He says: I keep my life in this paintbox
I keep your face in these picture frames
And when I speak to this faded canvas
It tells me I have no need for words anyway

And he says: I, I am a man, a simple man
A man of colours
And I can see, see through the years
Years of a man
A man of colours

And he says: I, I am a man, a simple man
A man of colours
And I can see, see through the tears
Tears of a man
A man of colours

And he says: I, I am a man
A man of colours
And I can see, see through the years
A man of colours