Making light of childhood fears at eight

Some songs about bombs
One bomb in particular
A bright flash: nothing

Well, why not? at eight

Last week, we tried to cover the earth
(And not with a paint or a stain)
But, as that went so well,
We're doing it again

No one will believe you at eight

Life's getting busy, for what that's worth
Tonight, we're gong to cover the earth

Coming full circle at eight

I've played some round things, et al
Let's round it out with Orbital

Entering William Orbit at eight

Music's like a painting
You dip your ears (not eyes) in
Tonight we'll all slip into
One artist's event horizon