See, what do you see?
Tell us the things that circulate round you
Scars deep as an ocean
I've got some things I'd like to show you

Friends of mine
Who ask to stay
Well, you can turn around
And walk

All things lie in hope
Focusing through your human kaleidoscope
One man has a dream
Tells it to me and I call it fiction

Friends of mine
Who ask to stay
Well, they can turn around
And walk, walk, walk, walk away

Chimes, rhythms to me
Someone else waits behind the curtain
Image, leave them to me
Destructive virgin behind the curtain

Friends of mine
Who ask to stay
You can turn around and
Walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk away
Walk, walk
Walk away
Walk
Walk away
Away