I set off with them on a journey
We were the outcasts and the free
But everything started to change
As we went where we could not foresee

An’ no one else seemed to notice
The wonders that came to us
People around kept on going
Happily riding on the bus

We lit the lamps
The incense burned
The color of brightness
Wherever we turned
Wherever we turned

We sat in silence on the floor
The stillness soaked in our soul
The distant sound of singing
As we slowly let go of control

I sat alone upon a hill
Beneath the branches of a tree
All around was like a painting
And in the middle of it was me

We lit the lamps
The incense burned
The color of brightness
Wherever we turned
Wherever we turned

The color
The color of brightness
I can see the color
The color of brightness
Wherever we turned,
Yeah, wherever we turned
Was the color of brightness
Wherever we turned
I can see
I can see
I can see the color
I can see the color
Of brightness
Wherever we turned