Living In Colour

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour

Even in the blackout, I know

I am floating, I, I am floating

With my eyes closed, with no sails

I am soaking, I am weathered by the winter of mixed drinks

Am I dancing am am I nervous simply spinning in my own grave

You were asking, you, you were asking

And with two steps, I'm saved

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour

Even in the blackout, I know

Weeks gone by, I was weak

I was paler than a pine box that holds bones

She poked the iris, then she pierced a hole

And watched the colour rush forth

Modern Madonna, who held my head in

Warm hands, with pink nails

Mark my mouth, whisper that the sickness will go away

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour

Even in the blackout, I know

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour

Even as I blackout, I know

And though I dreamt with a rapid eye

By day I hope to rapidly die

And have my organs laid on ice

Wait for somebody that would treat them right

And as the night started swallowing

You put the blood to my blue lips

Forced the life through still veins

Filled my heart with red again

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour

Even in the blackout, I know

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour

Even in the blackout, I know

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour

Even as I blackout, I know