Dappled Cities - Colour Coding

Being so guilty the teachings of Mr Nice
Seemed a digital incarnation of a life
And empty house dug foot holes ascending up my spine

But in your house
We gave our fantasies
Exchanged for currency
A valid colour code to blanket our natural feelings

I was the only man to return alive

Because in your house we gave our colour codes
Exchanged for clouded oaths
That made me feel at ease without giving up an apology

Did you ever try to find your colour code?
Did you ever try...