Текст песни 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