Lying in my bed
Dying in my pain
Trying to figure out
Who I am

Why am I here?
This could be a dream
I can see nothing
But this floating thing

I found a place
All you see is great
Colors in your head
Fears come to an end

The smell of words (it's where your soul goes)
A sound of gold (it's where your soul goes)
A thousand eyes (it's where your soul goes)
Blow up the floor (it's where your soul goes)

I found a place
All you see is great
Colors in your head
Fears come to an end

I found a place
All you see is great
Colors in your head
Fears come to an end