.(Philippians 1: 6)
Winter, cold and gray as my soul it is these days
And purple, limped aside as it pawned my crown away
Red rants and raves, it comes in waves once calmed by you
And black always asks me, "Ain't it great to be alone"
Chorus
And the Blue Bleeds Through all
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