Technicolor Dream

Family memory

Ania's bright, widescreen dream song — life in full technicolor.

Lyrics

Transcribed from the recording — close to the song, but not always word-perfect.

The gold is glinting on the iron gates, A world of neon wonders that patiently waits
We're walking on clouds in the California heat With a thousand heartbeats, time into the beat
Catch the reflection in the morning sun The clock just stopped, the fun has begun
Oh, feel the magic like electric spark Lighting up the shadows in the middle of the dark
We're spinning in a circle where the sky turns gold Stories of the future in the midst of all
Jump to the rhythm, let the feeling take hold Yeah, it's them that never gets old
The air smells like sugar and a light summer breeze We're reaching for stars with the greatest of ease
Look up at the towers where the banners all fly A technicolor dream painted high in the sky
Every little corner is a secret to find Leaving all the heavy in the world behind
Oh, feel the magic like electric spark Lighting up the shadows in the middle of the dark
We're spinning in a circle where the sky turns gold Stories of the future in the midst of all
Jump to the rhythm, let the feeling take hold Yeah, it's them that never gets old
Close your eyes and see it all Stand so tall, we never fall
In this place where the heart is free You are the light as me, building up to design
Watch how the stars begin to align Oh, feel the magic like electric spark
Lighting up the shadows in the middle of the dark We're spinning in a circle where the sky turns gold
Stories of the future in the midst of all Jump to the rhythm, let the feeling take hold
Yeah, it's them that never gets old
See you real soon, let the magic spin Until the morning lets the light back in