Lucy's in the sky with all her demons
Battling perceptions dead within the wind, oh no!
Suzy's occupied with all her flowers
Decomposing from internal sins, heaven
Oh, not again
From the shadows of the mind I rose for the ninth time
Cold fingers wrapped around the number lifeline
Spirit's back, a near taste of the blood wine
The sweet kiss, a curse of the worst kind
I'm invited to join the depths of her despair
Chasing shadows and memories that aren't there
Shattered glass left from vanities is affair
Deception of beauty, a cold sting in the air
Whisper…
A melody is sweet dreams
Relax, my love, now will that away to sleep
A shard of glass begins to pierce the soul
The touch of death, the true sight to behold