Portico - Colour Fading

We're all in a fiction
Hang on to believe
Hidden in a meaning
A colour fading

Out of the shell shock
I start out to breathe
A sign of any weakness
Will wash over me
Luck lost and tempered
It's all of a kind
To come out and see it
A simple divine

Move over, move over

Move over, move over

Some plight to remember
As it would appear
What falls short of focus
Will not stay clear
Stand back at a distance
Stay out of reach
Hidden in a meaning
A colour fading

Now I'm light as ever
Turning the waves
Dreams filled with laughter
You cannot explain
A show of elation
Colliding themes
Separation needed
So that you watch over me

Move over, over