Frank Zappa
I Have a Paintbrush in My Hand to Color a Triangle
Boy with dark skin, eyes of hot coals
Hair of raven black
Dancing in darkness, singing in closets
I call you Scarlet, dressed in black
Cobra studded words you speak
Changing all your lovers into orphans
A red rose so pretty I wanted to touch it
And when my hand held you
The thorns pricked my heart
Boy with ivory skin, eyes of sea green
Hair of pale gold
Dancing in a music box, singing in the garden
I call you Merigold, dressed in white
Silk winding words you speak
Changing all your lovers into mountains
A golden poppy, I wanted to touch
And when my hand held you
The leaves blossomed my heart
Scarlet, Merigold and I are fine
For they are lovers, each others
As well as mine
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