Visions come
Visions come
In a sickroom bed

There's something left to learn
Pass them on
Let it show

Let the rich meet death
Confront your own concern


See us sleep behind the glass
Unaware of crime
Will you wake up before it is time


The red circle holds the only light
Break down my perspective

And notify everyone when the time is right
My mouth remains inactive


So when you let me in
You let me justify my own reward
You put your hands on me

And I learn the words I didn't know before

I am ice

I am clear
Let the world be cold
Our deliberation

Pass them on
Let it show
Let the words come slow

Your constant incantation

Repeating cycle of light / no light

There's nothing in the airspace
There's no one in the airspace
Repeating cycle of love / no love