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If I was free
I’m on a plane to India

I jumped the plane

Yellow, ochre and blue
Beauty ancient
And true
Intoxicating vibe of an Asian lullaby

Dark wood
Brass knobs
I've opened you before
Yellow ochre
Tunnel vision
What's inside that drawer

There was a map in the paper on the wall 
I forgot

Dark wood
Brass knobs
I've opened you before

Yellow ochre
Tunnel vision
What's inside that drawer

There was a map in the paper on the wall
I forgot

Every day death paints me
He opens my kimono, and he slathers me
In orgiastic color
Phthalo green
Ultramarine
Cadmium red
Yellow ochre

It's a whole

All the Colours of the Rainbow

Hugh Cornwell

Hi Fi

2001

the fears that make you run

I see all the colours of the rainbow

Indigo calls and beckons slowly
The consolation of a void in which to fall
And yellow ochre

and, like Goya’s dog, look out
From their troubled buoy upon a sea of yellow
And ochre, awaiting their awful pummeling
And thrash.
So (and so), when they

Ding-dong, it's an indigo blue
And the sky and the moon is a silverish hue.
But the stars are in order, yellow pale-ochre.
I don't wanna think about

of intervals 
Strongest in contrast 
Comparable reflections of 
Ochre yellow ash
(repeat)

You didn't want this, I couldn't tell 
Illusions never last

Here we are, takin' it easy, life flows endlessly. Peaceful trees, valleys of bliss and the wind quietly Whispers rhymes of yellow leaves and ochre

Yo you can’t get free 
Cuz you a Methodist , 
Get out the Deep South 
And see a whole new 
Aquifer how we rock cuz nature loves you 
Ochre, yellow

fuck on a percocet
Ma bitch ass is a whopper
Putting in work she love bending it Over
Whipping the d like a rover
Thick light yellow skin like an ochre
I

the sun 
Red is for the ochre that stains my skin and dances in my lung 
Or Maybe red is for our passion,
and yellow is for the joy in our song,
and black

a dazzling coat of many colors
How I love my coat of many colors

NARRATOR & ALL:

It was red and yellow and green and brown
And scarlet and black and ochre

As the breezes blow and the leaves they fall
from the woods, I hear the call
I gaze at the colours displayed on the ground
Yellow, purple and brown

of many colors
How I love my coat of many colors

It was red and yellow and green and brown
And scarlet and black and ochre and peach
And ruby and olive

Kill the Switch

Circle Takes the Square

As the Roots Undo

land as fields once green are ochre now.
This is no dream. Trees have turned to skeleton, roots teased and knotted just below the surface skin

Across the Rainbow Bridge

Ayreon

Into the Electric Castle

dead
Or stoned out of my head
Orange yellow tangerine
The acid queen
In a psychedelic scene
Ochre chestnut chocolate brown
I'm upside down

Ochre landscapes and deaf dialects
Autumn clay
Black and white are inoffensive
Watching inside drawing lines of reason
Painting outside the lines

paintbrush
It was red and yellow and green and brown
Scarlet, black, ochre and peach (Peach)
Ruby and olive and violet and fawn
And lilac and gold

yellow, green and brown
Scarlet, black and ochre and peach
And azure and lemon and russet and grey
And purple and white and pink and orange
And blue!

The Thames nocturne of blue and gold
Changed to a Harmony in grey:
A barge with ochre-coloured hay
Dropt from the wharf: and chill and cold

can hear yellow tennis balls hitting red brick walls
Low hum of the fan while you sleep with a sheet
From the big boss cigars at the deli on Birch

across a field of ochre, in a tempo  
we share, to turn. it's spring, and  
yelling mixes, or new immeasure,  
and the stripes are high-draped,  
really