Living in colour, we're living in colour
I can see the paint on your toes
Living in colour, we're living and
Even in the blackout, I knowI am floating, I, I am floating
With my eyes closed, with no sails
I am soaking, I, I am weathered
By the winter of mixed drinksAm 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 savedLiving in colour, we're living in colour
I can see the paint on your toes
Living in colour, we're living and
Even in the blackout, I knowWeeks 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 color rush forthModern Madonna who held my head in
Warm hands with pink nails
Mark my mouth whisper that
The sickness will go awayLiving in colour, we're living in colour
I can see the paint on your toes
Living in colour, we're living and
Even in the blackout, I knowLiving in colour, we're living in colour
I can see the paint on your toes
Living in colour, we're living and
Even as I blackout, I knowAnd 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 rightBut as the night started swallowing
You put the blood to my blue lips
Forced the life through still veins
Filled my heart with red againLiving in colour, we're living in colour
I can see the paint on your toes
Living in colour, we're living and
Even in the blackout, I knowLiving in colour, we're living in colour
I can see the paint on your toes
Living in colour, we're living and
Even as I blackout, I know
Songwriters
Grant David Hutchison;Andy Monaghan;David Kennedy;Scott John HutchisonPublished by
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