Текст песни Icehouse - Man Of Colours
Icehouse - Man Of Colours слова песни
There`s a noise upstairs in the attic,it`s the shuffle of worn out shoes.and the scent of the oil and brushes,drifts down like a pale perfume.and he says, "I...I am a mana Simple man,.. a man of colours.and I can seesee through the yearsyears of a man,.. a man of colours"and the old man rubs his failing eyes,takes a moment to watch the view.from a window nobody knows he`s there,he can see the empty street below.and he says, "I...I am a mana Simple man,.. a man of colours.and I can seesee through the yearsyears of a man,.. a man of colours"he says, "I keep my life in this paintboxI keep your face in these picture frameswhen I speak to the empty canvas... it tells me...I have no need for words anyway..."and he says, "I...I am a mana Simple man,.. a man of colours.and I can seesee through these tearstears of a man,.. a man of colours"and he says, "I...I am a mana Simple man,.. a man of colours.and I can seesee through the yearsyears of a man,.. a man of colours"