I can paint the day away
But all these colors tend to grey
I cannot rule my sun to shine
But rule it does; on me, on mine
I only wish that charge I had
Of my time here
Through err and then
I wake again
To find I had
But never knew the paint was mad
I never knew, the paint was mad
I never knew you anyone
And least I knew myself as one
And tried to beat the starting gun
And wish it were that otherwise
I knew I lived but must surmise
I know but one
Does not deny
She knows my end
And does not lie
