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Moth - Colour Bomb
Oh, a headache of red lights and white traffic 
Creeping through the peepshows and the alleys, so lovely 
It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off? 
Outside I swear her thighs were breathing 
"Everyone says how I look much younger than I am" 
It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off? 
It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off? 
Now I'm lost in my lust in a dream that lasts forever 
Like a moth to the flame, this will be the end of me 
I could hide in the flesh, we could find ourselves together 
Bury me to my neck, oh I swear I'll never leave 
Silent sirens confess sweet nothings 
"Every man is just another boy who cries, 'mamma'" 
It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off? 
It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off? 
Now I'm lost in my lust in a dream that lasts forever 
Like a moth to the flame, this will be the end of me 
I could hide in the flesh, we could find ourselves together 
Bury me to my neck, oh I swear I'll never leave 
It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off?

Moth

	
Stop, I know who you are, I’ve seen you before 
Do you know my son? He’s at war 
Back when I was your age, the sky was a stage 
Now all the giant birds are circling 

Because I'm a faulty bag of thoughts and mostly asleep 
I'm a used car salesman, it's 1980 
I'm a cold walk up a river bed, I’m in and out of my own head 
I'm a young man in a skeleton and mostly asleep 

Shut the window again, the weather is grim 
And the cold will ache my bones 
Leave the radio on, so I can believe 
Your mother might appear to sing along 

Because I'm a faulty bag of thoughts and mostly asleep 
I'm a used car salesman, it's 1980 
I'm a cold walk up a river bed, I’m in and out of my own head 
I'm a young man in a skeleton and mostly asleep 

The sickness of age cuts lines in my face 
Just payment for time I’ve borrowed 
The years all but fade, erasing the tape 
And leaving a bed of sorrow

Mostly Asleep

You're always in and out again like a good thief 
Sliding beneath the door to where I rest 
You'd paper-cut your final words on my bare skin 
And leave me to wake and read them on my chest 

I wouldn't pretend to understand 
My paper doll... not fit to fold... I'll hold you while I can 

I cut you out from a crowd of playthings 
And promised to keep you from the rain 
I'd dance with you in public space if it helped things 
But you'd catch the wind and tear away 

Paint your smile and then 
Forget it is there 
It’s on off on again 
Again it’s on again

Paper Doll

Reeling tonight inside my god I got to hide the heart I find hanging from my sleeve like a bloody stone 
Under the night sky I spied her eyes wired and wide-eyed moonlight shining out brightly tired and alone 
Jesus save me from myself please someone help me rise from my knees my god you have got to let me know 
When did I swap thoughts of her for sleep? Every beat follows her for she's fuel to the fire that makes me glow 

On the only eve I've ever known 
Keep me floating, cos I can't be alone. 

Trying to tie down logic for a lifetime, throwing hopeless love a lifeline, leaving loneliness to fold 
We're all born under a burning sun and spend our lives scared on the run forgetting all the things that we were told 

Reeling tonight inside my god...

The Only Eve

	
We could talk around what we're thinking 
Or we could talk between knotted sheets 
Yeah oh, you are dangerous, I know 
But I'd like to learn the ropes 

There's a science to how you're moving 
Instinct and pheromones, two parts brooding 
You could hogtie my soul 
Still I'd like to learn the ropes 

You never learned to love without pain 
Or stopped yourself from falling out again 

I could go without a little breathing 
If you could say between gritted teeth 
That I will never be alone 
Because I'd like to learn the ropes 

You never learned to love without pain 
Or stopped yourself from falling out again 
This I know, I'm tied to you

Learn The Ropes

Colour Bomb interview on PBS 106.7FM Breakfast Spread. 2nd June 2016

Includes an acoustic version of Learn The Ropes.

Colour Bomb ABC 774 interview with Lindy Burns. 3rd June 2016.

Tom Whitty interviewed by John Murch on Radio Adelaide 101.5. 5th June 2016.

On The Run film clip: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLHTS9V2yPk and Colour Bomb Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/colourbomb

On The Run

FILM CLIP: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_NiWUJoWmRo
WARNING: CONTAINS NUDITY.

LYRICS
We've been dancing to heartbeats in our mind
Friends and strangers are watching from the side
Nights roll on, we're forever holding strong

And I really must say
It's a beautiful parade
What I really must say
It's a beautiful parade
And I can't stop the wheels that turn
With the words I can never say
So I hold on to something
Just long enough
To watch it all float away

We’ve marched miles, thumbing for a ride
And fallen asleep beside the lonely roads at night
Cars roll on, we’re singing the same songs

And I really must say
It's a beautiful parade
What I really must say
It's a beautiful parade
And I can't stop the wheels that turn
With the words I can never say
So I hold on to something
Just long enough
To watch it all float away

Hey!
I've followed you around
Hey!
It's wearing me out
Hey!
I could never explain
Hey!
But I'd do it again, again, again, again

And I really must say
It's a beautiful parade
What I really must say
It's a beautiful parade
And I can't stop the wheels that turn
With the words I can never say
So I hold on to something
Just long enough
To watch it all float away

Colour Bomb

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