Gatsbys American Dream

i see the world in a swirl of hues
but my favorite color is shame
tonight the sky is painted
tonight the sky is painted
meloncholy, and the wind sings songs as if it would lament
some tragedy, on the far side of the world
or in the deep pockets of my mind
where i lust after blood and pain
tonight the sky is painted
tonight the sky is painted
melancholy, and the wind sings songs as if it would lament
some tragedy, on the far side of the world
i am i,
and the world is a woman
from whom i must take take take
in an act of lust, now an act of pride
and i am damned, but can i be saved, saved
tonight the sky is painted
(tonight the sky is painted)
tonight the sky is painted
(tonight the sky is painted)
tonight the sky is painted
(tonight the sky is painted)
melancholy, and the wind sings songs as if it would lament
some tragedy, on the far side of the world
and the wing sings songs as if it would lament
some tragedy, on the far side of the world