Blackened Soul

I've seen a man Who lied in bed His soul was deepest black I've seen a girl He wanted dead She never did come back Maybe she did die away Like the man, to a heart attack Maybe she’s alive today Like the man, still lifts her back I’ve seen a man Who died in bed His soul was not of black His soul was white For he had no might To take all the colors stacked But a man who lied in bed Can live on instead When no color is lacked One day his soul Will go on to pour Every color, all in tact And when he sees his precious rainbow He never will turn back