Icehouse - Man Of Colours скачать mp3

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 man A simple man, a man of colours And I can see, see through the years Years of a man, a man of colours" And the old man rubs his failing eyes And takes a moment to watch the view From a window nobody knows is there He can see empty street below And he says, "I, I am a man A simple man, a man of colours And I can see, see through the years Years of a man, a man of colours" He says, "I keep my life in this paintbox I keep your face in these picture frames And when I speak to this faded canvas it tells me I have no need words anyway" And he says, "I, I am a man A simple man, a man of colours And I can see, see through the years Years of a man, a man of colours" And he says, "I, I am a man A simple man, a man of colours And I can see, see through these tears Tears of a man, a man of colours" And he says, "I, I am a man... A man of colours"