I've got a box, a box of nice crayons
Pick a colour and it's yours
We'll dedicate our lives to the colour
We'll play our music to its chords
I'm not losing
I don't care
I paint you a bed
Paint it with greens
And whites and you'll sleep
Peaceful maybe for just one night
Oh and in your eyes
There's lights from
All those panoramic vista views
After all that, we'll be forgotten