Lyrics: Saint Vitus. Born Too Late. Clear Windowpane.

I see colours everywhere

I have things living in my hair
In the dark, I see lights


My brain is working overtime


On clear windowpane
In my house, all things glow

My walls are a living light show



Purple dragons, smoke with me



I have friends only I can see
On clear windowpane



I can't handle coming down
'Cause I can't take the human crowd



I can't face reality

So I fly back to where I am free
On clear windowpane