Crystals sing and play along

Lost in skies of powdered gold,

caught in clouds of silver ropes,

showered by the empty hopes

as I tumble my down, falling fast to the ground.

I know I'll wither,

so peel away the bark,

'cause nothing grows when it is dark.

In spite of all my fears,

I can see it all so clear,

I see it all so clear.

Whoa,

cover your crystal eyes and feel the tones that tremble down your spine.

Whoa,

cover your crystal eyes and let your colors bleed and blend with mine.

Making waves in pitchblack sand;

feel the salt dance on my hands.

Raw and charcoalcolored thighs

feel so cold, and my skin feels so paper the thin.

I know I'll wither,

so peel away the bark,

'cause nothing grows when it is dark.

In spite of all my fears,

I can see it all so clear,

I see it all so clear.

Whoa,

cover your crystal eyes and feel the tones that tremble down your spine.

Whoa,

cover your crystal eyes and let your colors bleed and blend with mine.

Making mine.

But I'm okay

in seethrough skin;

I've forgiven what is within, 'cause I'm in this house,

I'm in this home

all my time.

Whoa, blend with mine.