Black, black, black secrets circulating in the black night Black shoes, black shirt, black dress, black frame for a black eye A black box full of black sighs Did anybody see the silver stars glowing pink on the black shore? Or see the bomb burst like a cherry, deep red with a black core? White flags in a black war Does anybody else know how I feel? The color's running out, but the feeling's real Black, black, black, black kiss on the filter of a cigarette Black wish, blacklist, black lips form the letters of the alphabet into a single black regret Did anybody see the Starling's black dance in the pink sky? Or hear the silver note buried down in the depths of a black cry? A red-throated goodbye Does anybody else know how I feel? The color's running out, but the feeling's real, oh Does anybody else know how I feel? The color's running out, but the feeling's real