| Never felt too good about my life looked like | |
| I'd end up on the scraphead with the other dogs of night | |
| Insecure and dangerous | |
| Never had the chances or the breaks that the other kids had | |
| So you drag your life through the dust | |
| But in you there was that glow - | |
| And a coat of indigo | |
| Problems will come and go - | |
| In my coat of indigo | |
| In the dark | |
| I wear my coat of many colours - | |
| In some way it covers where | |
| I'm from So you drag your life through the dust - | |
| Across the red and gold sunset skies | |
| My wishes always lead me beyond the confines of this life | |
| So much to give | |
| If I'd had a chance | |
| I would have burnt this place down | |
| Why did the espectre of no hope choose our town? | |
| But in you there was that glow - | |
| And a coat of indigo | |
| Problems will come and go - | |
| In my coat of indigo | |
| I've been trapped for most of my life in this airtight box | |
| If I could get just one arm free - | |
| Then the world would notice me | |
| If I could get just one arm free - | |
| Swim to the surface where | |
| I can breath | |
| If I could get just one arm free - | |
| There's a chance that the world will notice me | |
| If I could get just one arm free - | |
| There's a chance that the world will notice me | |
| If I could get just one arm free - | |
| I could swim to the surface where | |
| I can breath | |
| Everyday the alarm bell rings - | |
| And I face another murder of a day | |
| And I look out of my window - | |
| And the sky is deathly grey | |
| All the bleakness and the industry of the world groans as it starts another day | |
| Its masters demand their pound of flesh - | |
| I cannot take this way | |
| So I look to the safety of my subconscious - | |
| Where I wash away all my fear | |
| And I will dive into a deep blue lagoon - | |
| And swim away from here |