Colouring Daydreams - Inventions Lyrics

A lonely picture
And a cigarette
How many countless moments must you regret
How many more times must you collect
The shards left and broken to reconnect

How many more lives must you infect
How many figures that you want to forget
Dark clouds forget me, but its all I see
You're blind to the sunrise of what's to be

An empty notebook
And a busy pen
How many pointless torments must you invent
How many more lines present
Before you look inwards and again reflect

How many more lies must you inject
So much left to wonder that you want to reject
Your lonely picture, looking down on me
All I ever wanted was to be free

Your lonely picture is all that's left on my wall
I guess I do have something after all