
The day I was born I saw colors as sounds
The fabric of my soul seemed slightly unbound
The key of G would be seen in green
The colors of music were all to be seen
F was in orange and A was in yellow
When my teachers caught on they said “what an odd little fellow”
I found my escape and my ultimate fate
C is white and I followed this light
I grew up to be great and accomplished my dreams
Now this rainbow shines down in a color of streams
Sown into the fabric of my soul and seams
Worn as a jacket
These colors are me.


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