i've been looking through these eyes of black and white for far to long
and now these deepened colors seem so shocking

bless the cold, cold moon, that moves the seas, that makes the waves,
that made this scene for me to see and be moved

will my life be long enough to see the things i want to see?
i believe this world is just too big for me

every cloud that passes by is another cloud i'll never see
maybe i just tried to hard to understand all of these things

bless the hands of painters who have captured melon skies
and starry nights for us to see and feel for all of time

this life is just a blink of an eye,
a glimpse into the world we were never meant to see
so don't hang on to anything at all

and all the things we have and all the people we have known
will fade away so quickly into the deep
and memories of love will be the only warmth we have in the end