We make the stars collide
I touch the planets through your eyes
Sometimes escaping from the usual daily grind is an unavoidable need: “I wanna drift so far to slip out of the crowd; it doesn’t matter how, on my coloured bedspread”. And when the run away is done with/to someone else, the whole thing can become very enjoyable: “Some people come and go, but they won’t ever know about the things we do on my coloured bedspread; I remember places I’ve been to, remember things I never knew, remember dreams that all came true, on my coloured bedspread”.
“Coloured Bedspread” is the eighth track on Songs of Mass Destruction (2007).