I Dream In Color I'm Not Sorry It's Red

I dream in color, I'm not sorry it's red, My ability to change and control. For those that have gone, I'm glad I'm alive, Even if but yet still for a while. Should even you loose sight of the light, And the truth. None that are like you, will throw you a line, Swollowed by sand or the ink that is time. I'm not sorry that the dreams that I dream are Are as red as the cherry, That Come Autumn shows dark purple instead. Black and White, white or black is not red. We all need an advocate when there is change, I dream in color, Im not sorry it's red.