I remember the night i went to be with the wind
and i when i woke up i was a ghost in the world that i had lived in
opened my eyes to the bright sting of the sun
feeling a sudden urge that just wants to get up and run
not for fun it's because i've never fealt this way
i'm compelled to stay i never dealt with this dismay
i can't smell the decay but i'm trying to catch a glimpse
of life or death or better yet the apocalypse

such a crock a shit an answer needed to be found
my heart was beating faster, faster than the speed of sound
sixth sense tingling and now all i can see is evil
in the middle of a city and all i can see is people
i stare into the masses even though everything's a blur
nobody had a face impossible to tell who they were
only one of them stood out, a kid probly in his teens
angry at life cause it wasnt what he saw in his dreams
stood and watched his every move as time kept going
the wind kept blowing and the traffic kept flowing
but why was he chosen, but then again why was i
couldnt grasp the situation so why bother to try
wanted to cry cause i knew inside he was pleading
that the world understand that inside he was bleeding
wanted to sit down too confused to even think
but we were face to face before i could even blink
or atleast thats what i thought at first
until i saw his identity and now this place hurts
he had no eyes,nose, or mouth only a set of ears
that disappears with each painful word that he hears

next thing i know the crowds are all gone
and the sky begins to look as if all the clouds were drawn

then erased and slowly wiped off the page
darker still of the night from the inside of my cage
and with the skies almost black they we were in the rain
i watched the world slowly washed away his pain
it dripped down his clothes, puddles at a time
slowly flowing towards me and soon his pain was mine
seeping through my existance altering perception
digging through veins feeding my infection

not showing any reason, not even a hint
my mind can only sprint as both my eyes squint

and with no sound at all it took a hold of my vision
these beautiful lights are simply a composition
fluttering in the myst of a red sunset
knowing that this dream wasn't quite done yet
this was a sign, something lingers in the message
but i could never find an answer, with a million guesses
they burned my eyes with dancing flames
i could only watch, not even think of changing frames
because these lights, these lights, surrounded everything around me
all i could hear was my own heart pounding
sounding like an earthquake ready to skip a beat
adrenaline shot my soul to the sky and then it hit my feet
finally at my peak but it wont stop there
all these beautiful lights, how could they not care


and i look back at the man, still unable to speak
the beauty of the situation made my knees weak

he wasnt even talking but i could hear his words
telling me to be still so i could gather my nerves
the rain started pouring, coming down harder
realizing my position to hopefully grow smarter
still watching him as hes looking at me
started to fade away into the empty sea
and as he became a ghost, i became a man
with the quickness of distraction i can finally understand

that this man was me but so was the ghost
neither of these seem to bother me the most
all the pain that i fealt and the beauty that i saw
were signs from a future only my mind could draw
it all came from me, pouring out of my skin
i just needed a medium to let this life begin
and when i woke up from this dream, early one morning
I bumrushed the world without any warning
and it was all because of those

chorus x3:
beautiful lights floating through the pouring rain
millions of colors hoping to ignore the pain
the more things change the more they stay the same
except this time i'm not afraid to play the game
because of those