Yellow The man is yellow, I know he is. Paradise is chinese takeaways Kimono girls, Italian men dancing with French woman on English oak tables, Irish monks ringing church bells, Spanish bull fighters diving from rocks into mediterranean sea swells The man is yellow, he paints blue skies looking through Picasso's eyes, the man hears sunflowers talking about Van Gough's ear and sometimes sheds a yellow tear and his angels are all named Michael and Satan disappears. The thief in the night lights... Sign in to see full entry.