Concrete daubed in dull monotone
 Your heart is the big box of paints
 And others, the canvas we're dealt
 Your heart is the big box of paints
 How coloured the flowers all smelled
 As they huddled there, in petalled prayer
 They told me this, as I knelt there
 Awaken you dreamers
 Adrift in your beds
 Balloons and streamers
 Decorate the inside of your heads
 Please let some out
 Do it today
 But don't let the loveless ones sell you
 A world wrapped in grey
 Some folks pull this life like a weight
 Drab and dragging dreams made of slate
 Your heart is the big box of paints
 And others, the canvas we're dealt
 Your heart is the big box of paints
 Just think how the old masters felt, they call...
 Awaken you dreamers
 Asleep at your desks
 Parrots and lemurs
 Populate your unconscious grotesques
 Please let some out
 Do it today
 Don't let the loveless ones sell you
 A world wrapped in grey
 And in the very least you can
 Stand up naked and
 Grin