Blue is the place beyond our reach
blue is the speech made to subdue
red words they preach of violence to renew our fear
the dawn is near

Yellow slices through the night sky
yellow the dye the river pulls
Green now from cries of full hearts grieving in the stream
to wake from not a dream

Orange is what they left to us
orange the rust that aches for end
purple the lust that will bend truth around morning
a fair warning