A GLIMPSE OF HOME Jan. 4/85 Karl Rigelhof

Life is green
Death is a screen
To filter out the colours
Until everything is black and white
And nothing is left to discover
(And nothing)/(it never) seems to be right

Love is red
The heart is bled
Before you see the light
And everything is black and white
Until nothing seems to shine as bright
It never seems the same (after (the) first)/(in hind) sight

Lust is blue
A deeper hue
Than any stormy sea
Then nothing is black and white
And everything was meant to be
Only for one night

This time I have is my own
So why don't you leave me alone
Why don't you just let me be
Please let me see
A glimpse of home