The colour of grace alters Depending on the light Reflects my manic state Commotion fades All details and shades Leaving black and white Blinded by obscurity Ears bleed from discolouring silence Bare and disarmed before you Talk to me god Talk to me god Beneath my silent skin I'll reach for you Into the blue Undress my disbelief I'll follow you Into the blue The more it's simplified The harder it gets for me to see I'm straying in the dark Grasping air with a hollow stare Please lead me on my way Peel off all the layers one by one Till I see the true heart of my impurity I'm disarmed before you Talk to me god Talk to me god