Paint the sunset with all your colors, for when I look up at night, I am reminded of one of my brothers.
I want a chance to get away from the others, shutting myself from the world under the covers.
The sunset reminds me of summers. Summers that have turned into bone crushers.
Paint the sunset with your colors. Paint them with the ones that make my heart flutter.
Close the shutters and allow my thoughts to eat me up like vultures.
Paint the sunset Mon Ange.
