Forgetting Colors

Look Closely

 

Where rainbows go to sleep,
Where you needn't count your sheep.

Is there truly such a place,
Is there actual peace to embrace..?

Where their colors paint the dark,
Where only sorrow could remark.

Is there truly such a thing,
Is there a song you'd love to sing..?

Where rainbows go to sleep,
Is where you've sewn all that you reap.