Florence and The Machine - Spectrum 

When we first came here, 
We were cold and we were clear, 
With no colours on our skin, 
We were light and paper-thin. 

And when we first came here, 
We were cold and we were clear, 
With no colours on our skin, 
‘Till you let the spectrum in. 

Say my name, 
And every colour illuminates, 
We are shining, 
And we’ll never be afraid again. 

And when we come for you, 
We’ll be dressed up all in blue, 
With the ocean in our arms, 
Kissing eyes and kissing palms. 

And when it’s time to pray, 
We’ll be dressed up all in grey, 
With metal on our tongues, 
And silver in our lungs.