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.

'Till you let the spectrum in. 

Say my name, 
And every colour illuminates, 
We are shining, 

And we'll never be afraid again. 

Blommor. Text. Musik. Växtkraft. Perfekt kombo. 

Spectrum-Florence and the Machine.

P.S Här och nu. Moment-bilder med Ipone.