Rothko Lyrics by Paris Paloma
It’s time for the mind wipe
One of my biggest fears is that I’ll never feel love in this lifetime
Hungry for a feeling that I only ever see from the sidelines
It’s an answer that I long to know
And what I’ve learnt is
It’s different when you’re in it, like you’re swimming with the fishes
Immersed in it
But now I’m looking back I think I was just gazing down on the surface
To somewhere that I cannot go
I’m standing in front of the Rothko
They say that it makes people cry
I’ve been here for hours
But God knows why
I could never get close enough
I see the words spoken move through you, and in that moment
I think that I know love
Pressed against the glass, the colours bleeding, and I’m feeling your blood hum
Or maybe I just badly want to
It’s in the ether
How I ever felt about you, and I used to be such a believer
I find myself bleeding
And it seems that it’s never even for the right reasons
And what those are I still haven’t a clue
I’m standing in front of the Rothko
They say that it makes people cry
I’ve been here for hours
But God knows why
And I want so badly to love you
And be sure of feeling that way
And in what I’m saying there’s some truth
But not enough for me to stay
I’m standing in front of the Rothko
They say that it makes people cry
I’ve been here for hours
But God knows
God knows why
(I want to love, I want to love you)
And I want so badly to love you
And be sure of feeling that way
(I want to love, I want to love you)
And in what I’m saying there’s some truth
But not enough for me to stay
