People said I'm crazy'Coz I didn't talk like they doCalling me insane was their second-favorite thing to doWherever I've roamed This opinion has followedUntil I met someone like youYou are a tempest tossed silenceYou are a warm summer afternoon in MayYou are friends I will never forgetBecause in my black and white world YouAre the only coloursI will ever need
The Bilge MasterOriginal link
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