This ribbon is binding you and I
For it entraps us in this cage
The colour is flying through the sky
Its glaring crimson in glorious rage

The fact that you broke a lasting dream
That you were not wanting to waken too
The ribbon is ripping from every seam
Surrounded in a hue of blue

Kicked across the road into the gutter
The ribbon is covered in filthy dirt
Fallen in the chaos of this sick clutter
Crawling with ground knees that hurt

Its complimentary to orange now
As the jaded green shines bright
Sitting here I shall wonder how
Whilst times move through the night

Can I escape to which I am bound?
Furthermore do I wish to try
Pick the ribbon from the ground
And let the multi-colours fly