Neil Finn Chameleon Days
Cruel shame
Oh what have I done?
Punching a wall
Nearly broke my thumb
It's harder than you think
Not that it matters
If I show myself to you
Come on, I know, you will
That must be how the music is meant to be played
A rush of blood
And it's gone as fast as it came
Chameleon Days
Though your anger is red
Envy is green
But if you have a choice
It will always be blue
Should I show my self to you?
Come on, I know, you will
That must be how the music is meant to be played
The colors change
In our lives we all have our own
Chameleon Days
The more I have to wait, the more you come in late
The closer to the ground, with every other sound
The more I have to wait, the more you come in late
The closer to the ground, with every other sound
And anyone can tell you that it's out of your hands
And god is rolling numbers while I'm making a plan
And anyone can tell you that it's out of your hands
And god is rolling numbers while I'm making a plan
For a soul
The sky and the water
To the sky and the water
There is beauty and surrender
Oh sweetness of sorrow
Oh you wake up before tomorrow
That color won't get you into trouble
