I tried to let in some of your red
to listen and to understand
I saw how our colors met
And how they made orange

We could’ve been orange
But instead
You cried in yellow
While I bled in red
No commands
I shouldn’t bother
It could only be red
Orange wasn’t your color
And soon my formerly yellow
Wasn’t orange anymore

I no longer believe in yellow
I only see black and white
No more colors
Too confusing
And I’ll never get it right

You got drained of red
Until there was nothing left
but hollow and trivial grey

Turns out we’re no better off
Going our separate ways

(Why can’t we make orange?)


– ARM