Legendary Pink Dots Eight Minutes To Live
Your hand was freezing, so I slipped it in my pocket and
strolled across the quay side looking at the sky for
darting rockets.
They turned the stars a shade of yellow, blazing trails
across the planets.
Hi ho Silver, day-glo amber.
No go red.
Caroline was colour blind though she dreamed of golden
sunsets and a sea of soldier blue with out the blood.
Is the daytime just a dream?
If you close your eyes, will I fade away?
Ohhhh
