Jay Foreman - No More Colours lyrics
[Jay Foreman - No More Colours lyrics]
Years ago back when I was a teacher
I was teaching my class about light
Infrared on the left of the spectrum
Through to ultraviolet on the right
I showed them the primary colours
And drew circles of blue, green and red
I explained that each colour
Had it's own wavelength
And the pupils wrote down what I said
While the class settled down
To their homework
One curious boy raised his hand
He looked troubled with eyes open
Wide so I asked
Is there something you don't understand?
Does that mean there aren't any more colours?
Does that mean that I've seen every one?
I'd hoped one day to find shades
That just blew my mind
But I'll never have that kind of fun
If there really aren't any more colours
And there'll never be new ones to see
All this time it would seem
It was pointless to dream
And the world seems less colourful to me
Well I just didn't know what to tell him
As he stared at me expectantly
Did he know that I felt just
The same way as him
The day my science teacher told me?
Does that mean there aren't any more colours?
Does that mean that I've seen every one?
I'd hoped one day to find shades
That just blew my mind
But I'll never have that kind of fun
If there really aren't any more colours
And there'll never be new ones to see
All this time it would seem
It was pointless to dream
And the world seems less colourful to me
It's not true that there are no more colours
It's not true that you've seen every shade
All the reds and the greens
And the vast in betweens
Can be blended in endless new ways
There's an infinite number of colours
That can shock and delight and surprise
You can have any shade when
You know how it's made
And it's only a trick of the eyes
Oooooh
I was teaching my class about light
Infrared on the left of the spectrum
Through to ultraviolet on the right
I showed them the primary colours
And drew circles of blue, green and red
I explained that each colour
Had it's own wavelength
And the pupils wrote down what I said
While the class settled down
To their homework
One curious boy raised his hand
He looked troubled with eyes open
Wide so I asked
Is there something you don't understand?
Does that mean there aren't any more colours?
Does that mean that I've seen every one?
I'd hoped one day to find shades
That just blew my mind
But I'll never have that kind of fun
If there really aren't any more colours
And there'll never be new ones to see
All this time it would seem
It was pointless to dream
And the world seems less colourful to me
Well I just didn't know what to tell him
As he stared at me expectantly
Did he know that I felt just
The same way as him
The day my science teacher told me?
Does that mean there aren't any more colours?
Does that mean that I've seen every one?
I'd hoped one day to find shades
That just blew my mind
But I'll never have that kind of fun
If there really aren't any more colours
And there'll never be new ones to see
All this time it would seem
It was pointless to dream
And the world seems less colourful to me
It's not true that there are no more colours
It's not true that you've seen every shade
All the reds and the greens
And the vast in betweens
Can be blended in endless new ways
There's an infinite number of colours
That can shock and delight and surprise
You can have any shade when
You know how it's made
And it's only a trick of the eyes
Oooooh