Fan Fiction ❯ Songs of Kingdom Hearts ❯ Colors ( Chapter 3 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Lockblade Master Kurai 
A song called COLORS by Hikari(yes I think every song is by Hikari!)
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 03.28.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 222 | Visits: 180 | Status: Completed
A song called COLORS by Hikari(yes I think every song is by Hikari!)
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 03.28.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 222 | Visits: 180 | Status: Completed
Colors
by Hikari
The mirror reflects the illusion of a spirit Unnoticed, it picks up speed It is said that it's okay to go anywhere A broken wish makes everything all gray Tonight, a flame flickers and you draw your dream Isn't the tip of your brush thirsty? If there's no blue sky, unfold your blue umbrella Isn't that good? The canvas is all yours That time that I gave up, I only held a white flag over my head Now it's a deep red, like it's inviting the matador A flourescent light in which all colors are faded On top of a black and white chessboard, I met you In such a short time we grew close Do you remember on month from then? It's good to watch the setting sun and the orange sky with you Even though, an opening is the origin of disaster The times that we pray for the dead, we wear black clothes A rouge footprint purposely leaves behind a deep red color If you can say to yourself, "You can draw only the pictures that don't have dreams" Keep drawing on that canvas That time that I gave up, I only held a white flag over my head Now, you don't know my true colors
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by Hikari
The mirror reflects the illusion of a spirit Unnoticed, it picks up speed It is said that it's okay to go anywhere A broken wish makes everything all gray Tonight, a flame flickers and you draw your dream Isn't the tip of your brush thirsty? If there's no blue sky, unfold your blue umbrella Isn't that good? The canvas is all yours That time that I gave up, I only held a white flag over my head Now it's a deep red, like it's inviting the matador A flourescent light in which all colors are faded On top of a black and white chessboard, I met you In such a short time we grew close Do you remember on month from then? It's good to watch the setting sun and the orange sky with you Even though, an opening is the origin of disaster The times that we pray for the dead, we wear black clothes A rouge footprint purposely leaves behind a deep red color If you can say to yourself, "You can draw only the pictures that don't have dreams" Keep drawing on that canvas That time that I gave up, I only held a white flag over my head Now, you don't know my true colors
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