green on white

There's a picture in the hallway



Of tired and weary men



Who stepped on tiny flowers as they went



Through the bushes through the green



Through buttercups and grass



And now it's green on white



As seasons change with time



You're all asleep tonight



And no one makes a sound



Green on white



There's no picture in the hallway



But it's written in your face



Saying it's the final days of a weird weird fall



So let's repeat ourselves



And do it all again



I was searching for that feeling



That you get from going out



That you get from standing outside all alone



Thinking of the things



That are passed you now



But still place a shadow on your everyday



And now it's green on white



As seasons change with time



You're all asleep tonight



And no one makes a sound



And now it's green on white



As seasons change with time



You're all asleep tonight



And no one makes a sound



Green on white



And a natural law is working



With a raging fierceful pace



It's an anti-gravitation thing at hand



And it's sending us away



From each other ones again



Leaving wider gaps than what was before