Colours Lyrics

The song Colours is performed by Phil Collins in the album named But Seriously in the year 1989 .

Deep inside the border
Children are crying
Fighting for food
Holding their heads
Breaking their bread with a stone

All along the roadside
People are standing
Watching the sun
Shielding their eyes
Brushing the flies from their face

Tell me, what can you say?
Tell me, who do you blame?
Like a mirror you see yourself
These people each have a name

All around the township
Young men are dying
Of hunger and thirst
The well has run dry
The tears from her eye feeds her son

Now tell me, what can you say?
Tell me, who do you blame?
Like a mirror you see yourself
These people each have a name

You can say you're pulling back
We see the pictures everywhere
But what we don't see is
What's going on behind the closed doors
You don't seem to care

Do you expect me to believe you?
How can you really think?
But you can take your horse down to the water
Hold a gun at his head
And make him drink

No matter what you say
(No matter what you say)
It never gets any better
No matter what you do
(No matter what you do)
We never see any change

People living without rights
Without their dignity
But how loud does one man have to shout
To earn his right to be free?

You can keep your toy soldiers
To segregate the black and white
But when the dust settles
And the blood stops running
How do you sleep at night?

No matter what you say
(No matter what you say)
It never gets any better
No matter what you do
(No matter what you do)
We never see any change
No matter what you say
(No matter what you say)
It never gets any better
No matter what you do
(No matter what you do)
We never see any change

What makes you so high and mighty?
What makes you so qualified?
You can sit there and say
How many have their freedom?
But how many more died?

You decide to sit in judgement
Trying to play God yourself
Ooh but someday soon the buck is gonna stop
Stop with you and no one else

No matter what you say
(No matter what you say)
It never gets any better
No matter what you do
(No matter what you do)
We never see any change
No matter what you say
(No matter what you say)
It never gets any better
No matter what you do
(No matter what you do)
We never see any change

Phil Collins - But Seriously

Nov 1989

Colours