Coming to me in the morning, leaving me at night
Coming to me in the morning, leaving me alone
You’ve got that rainbow feel
But the rainbow has a beard
Running to me a-cryin', when he throws you out
Running to me a-cryin', on your own again
You’ve got that pure feel
Such good responses
But the picture has a mustache
You’re comin' to me
With that soulful look on your face
Coming lookin' like you’ve
Never ever done one wrong thing
You’re comin' to me
With that soulful look on your face
You’re comin' lookin' like you’ve
Never ever done one wrong thing
So many fantastic colors, I feel in a wonderland
Many fantastic colors, makes me feel so good
You’ve got that pure feel
Such good responses
Got that rainbow feel
But the rainbow has a beard
Hearing this pulls me instantly through a time-warp back into high school, blasting this at window-rattling volume when it was brand new. Such a different time, such a different world. I still remember hearing "Sunshine" for the first time. Such an amazing album. I was blown away then, I'm blown away now.
To everyone who thinks this song is about an acid trip, or that the lyrics make no sense... Maybe it's just me but I always thought the lyrics were clear as day. It's about a woman who comes around to see her lover only when her man casts her aside, she makes her lover feel like she's divine and pure (comin lookin like you've never ever done one wrong thing)--- but her rainbow (perfect) feel-has a beard- the beard is the catch. She's not as pure and sweet as she's presenting herself to be, because she's using him. (Coming to me in the morning, leaving me at night...) The beard is her disguise, her bullsh*t that he sees through even though he can't get enough or turn her away.
SWLABR achieves "total heaviosity!" Back then, I did not think it was possible for music to get any heavier than this. I was proven wrong, but this still makes the walls bubble.
Coming to me in the morning, leaving me at night.
Coming to me in the morning, leaving me alone.
You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.
Running to me a-cryin' when he throws you out.
Running to me a-cryin', on your own again.
You've got that pure feel, such good responses,
But the picture has a mustache.
You're coming to me with that soulful look on your face,
Coming looking like you've never ever done one wrong thing.
You're coming to me with that soulful look on your face.
You're coming looking like you've never ever done one wrong thing.
So many fantastic colors; I feel in a wonderland.
Many fantastic colors makes me feel so good.
You've got that pure feel, such good responses.
You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.
I've spent many hours over the years listening to Jack Bruce's deep tenor voice and bass playing on Swlabr, Sunshine of Your Love, White Room, and other songs by Cream. The guy had more talent in his pinky finger than most of us have ever had even in our wildest dreams. His contribution to rock music was second to none.