True Colors

In the season
Bound and gagged
This man failed
In hindsight
But he means well
And the deal is signed
Got the modern shake
I’ve got to make you, make you
Make you mine
Show me your colors dear
I’ll make you whine
All on your face
And on mine
Lost, oh my god
Feel it to find
All my ideas
Thrown on the pyre
In the season
Bound and gagged
This man failed
In hindsight
But he means well
And the deal is signed
Got the modern shake
I’ve got to make you, make you
Make you mine
Sometimes my
Brittle country smile
Holds its breath for you
Hoping for a clue
Seeking out
The harmonies the sounds
That make us all electric
In this gritty little town
And down comes the gavel
Forceful as you crack
Your crazy crooked smile
I hear it when you sing
You played the piano like a demigod
Half-drunk on moonshine
Crooning about blue skies
I wish they could be mine
But not around here
In the season
Bound and gagged
This man failed
In hindsight
But he means well
And the deal is signed
Got the modern shake
I’ve got to make you, make you
Make you mine