Lyrics:

There once was a boy who lived in a house with his mother
His room was piled high with crates of vinyl records
The boy liked to sit on the floor with his turntable, his records stacked around him and strewn about
At night, he could pull his blanket up under his chin and look around his moonlit room
One day there began a great period of rain
When walking with his mother the boy saw a rainbow in the sky
He asked her what it was
He mother began, 'it's what happens when the sun shines through the rain,' but she soon paused
She looked down at her boy and up again at the rainbow and thought of a different story
She said 'the rainbow is a path. It leads from dark to light and from light to dark. It leads to your imagination
If you open your mind, you'll find your dusty rainbow from the dark.'

The rainbow is a path. It leads from dark to light and from light to dark
It leads to your imagination. If you open your mind, you'll find your dusty rainbow from the dark