I see these pictures, but what do they mean
A field of flowers, a girl on her knees
Don't know what she's on but she's alright to me
'Cause red's a colour I know I can see
Black and white moonlight, painting the snow
Drugstore love letters, all in a row
His lungs are coated but she doesn't know
But red's a colour that I've come to show
Telephone line lightning, breaking the Sun
A million spaceships, flying as one
Your rooftop gunshots taste like electronic drugs
But red's a colour that I'm a part of