I shook my kaleidoscope one more time to see.
I’m a spy with a clandestine mind and eyes of discrepancy.
I keep one eye open to see the sun in shapes and colors
Another is closed for dreaming, and the third discovers the wonders
Sustaining my sound.
I may be wearing black and gray
But, my life’s in technicolor.
Viewing the world in a different way,
I'm a spyglass for a lover.