Lyrics:

Saw it in Braile
Come randomly pouring out
And nighttime and then
In a wave of black ice
In a fast moving storm
The soft explosion
With singalong thunderclouds
Of dayfall and then

Orange and blue
The fire is starting
Shimmering through
The chemical garden
I am not alone
Stumbling through

The chemical garden
Behind these black eyes
A story is playing out
Atop a cloudy hill
The verdict is read
The sound of the feather falls
On every lip
A wave of nighttime's

Electrical head
I'm suddenly shown
Though I refuse to see
Cut through the sweetest parts
To get to the bone