As if I were born into a black-and-white movie

And life carries on in a carousel of color

I wanna catch a ride on one of your ponies 

Like the burning embers of a wildfire slowly fading out

Shall we dress in black to mourn its loss?

I wanna catch a ride on one of your ponies

What Do We Title This Black-and-White Movie?

We shall title it, Life

I have often felt

That I

Wasn't born to live

As if I were born into a black-and-white movie

And life carries on in a carousel of color



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