Don Ross Any Colour But Blue
this frozen road winds on past nameless towns
a river of black carved through a desert of white
promises of silver lead me from the hearth
lifeless side roads lead past laden trees
breath of ice takes its toll, my chariot
only an hour gone, still four to go
we clamber onto hired wheels back through the white
curtain
no line to guide us, only shadows of steel
life is the song and the show must go on and on
make it come true
life is the song and the road goes on and on
paint this song any colour but blue
eyes ears and hands reach out, meet the sound
warm in the evening glow, the welcome fire
the gift is given, the seed is sown
now back through darkness to the light of home
