Zebra, Mule, and I stood abreast, as always, and studied the newcomer. Sea Horse reared up from his pale green tentacle of a tail. His upper half resembled the cavalry horses behind us, complete ... [+]
No matter the color of your face
No matter the beatings of your heart
If you wanna win the race
Give America a start
If you wanna live your dreams
Give america your soul
If you wanna paint your life
Give America colors
Let's paint America together
With the color of love.