The red and green hues on your palettes play
When mixed together
Make yellow that way
Mine hold the colors of red and blue
With the combination together
To make Spirit's hue
I look for the real
Through third eye appeal
You view through the reality of way
And endorse the program of well thought out verse
In the habit of promoting their play
The venom is wrong
At least not from my song
It was a true taste of what you laid to play
And the odor that lingered OK
In the mind I can hear like you
On what you wish to say
So shall I lie to you my love
When it's not perceived that way