Are there oceans... full of things you never say? Are there skylines... of the cities you don’t see? Is there music... playing underneath? Is keeping you from thinking free?
Are there oceans full of things you'll never see? Are there skylines of the cities you don't see? Is there music, muted, playing underneath? mathematics keeping you from thinking free?
Do you see, lights? Turn your shadows white.
White, white White, white White, white White, white
Don't let rain clouds, cry all of your parades Let the other side of darkness kiss your face
Into the sea, into the sea
Do you see, lights? Turn your white. Do you feel, bright? Turn your shadows white.
All the things I want to say... All the shadows in the way...
Do you see, Turn your shadows white. Do you feel, bright? Turn your shadows white.
White, white White, white white, white White, white.